Profile I live in a forest on an island in Greece I have nothing worth anything in this tent that I live in I get fed by people whom I call friends this is a life I never intended it just happened to be on the same path as me as I try to understand all the unintended things that has brought me to this point at this time in this life that I live
Follow The Road Behind my eyes
500 Sayings by William Andrews These words are dedicated to the free thinking people and to the ones who have yet to breathe
To the ones who find it hard to think my suggestion is simple Do not read
The maze
Through the maze of uncertainty'sthrough the painand the fearthrough the valleyof broken promisesand the friendshipsthey wearon the banksof wishful thinkingwith our bridges burning clearwe slowly start to wonderwhy are we here
Disgrace
Who could understandthe lieswho would have a tearto crywhen you meet that lonely facein the morningof your disgrace
So sure
On our line of understandinghow can we beso surethat all that has happenedhas not happenedbefore
Bars
Looking through these barsof our own designwishful thinkingour only crimewith sadnessare these steps we takethrough the ruins of our past mistakesa skeletal graspour only lineaway from the chaosof our paranoid mind
Fact
To damage a factyou must firstignore its needto speak
Nodding dog
Do you playthe nodding dogfor a little pleasureand a soft pillowdo you get that creepy despairwhen you look in the mirrorand there is nobody there
Cannot be
Could you relax to the factthat cannot be deniedthat the life you feelis the onethat you hide
Rules
There is a race within a racethat rules the racethat doesn't know
Refuse
It is only when we lookdeep into the eyesin the mirrorthat we finally seethe questionsto the answersthat werefuse to speak
Flame
We are givenfool's gold and like mothsto the flamewe fly
Pretend
To be in denialis to pretendto pretendis to actto act oftenbecomes a beliefthat you can seethe road aheadwhen it is only an echoof where you fear to tread
Dry
Deep in your headyou knowthis well of dreamsis dry
Deserves
Riches deserves wisdomhonesty deserves peace
Human
Because you aregenetically humandoesn't mean that you are
To far
I'll help you outI’ll help you outI will not let you drownfrom withinI’ll help you backto these muddy shoresfor your heavenis too far to swim
Lines
Between the linesof which you speakbetrays the onewho believed
Between
Tomorrowhasn't happenedtodayhas just begunand the hoursthat lay betweenwill decide what fate will bringa changing of your lifeor just a change of dreams
Hole
Why do you refuseto seeit is not your holethat sets you freebut what you feelwhen you seethat the one that lovesactually believesyou are a beautifulhuman being
Why
Why do we recreatethe same placethat we left
The game
Are our feelingsspeaking a languagewe don't even tryto understandare our moralsstill preachingtomorrow we will standwhile our empathyplays the gameof tryingto hide the painthat dripssilently from the cornerof our desperate eyesthat are slowlybecoming blind
Gently
Quietlydo we floatwithin the seas of hopeslowly drifting downwhere our hopeslowly drownsas the weightof our wishful thinkinggently tugsour shallow thoughtsinto the darkcold abyssthat waitsfor the wordsthat we preach
Afraid
Afraid to sleepto disturb the dreamthat when I awakeyou'll be gonejust the smell of your breathlingering on my pillow of sorrow
Still sound
The bones of democracyare still soundit is the fleshthat grows upon itthat has become diseasedand weakthat bends the spineto what we werebefore
Another page
At what leveldo we vibratein ourpsychological statewhat feelingsdo we createto cover our mistakesthat we ignorantly madeto calmour shallow thoughtsthat scream in rageevery timewe tryto turn another page
Tunnels
Do we still swimin the dark submerged cold tunnelswithinthe back of our minddesperately searchingfor the onethat will take usto the frontwhere the lightof common sense still shines
Jungle
Manmade junglesjust twisted reflectionsof nature's selections
Sympathy
Is thisall we havesympathyfor the innocentwho are being brokenand starveddreaming the same dreamof eating the foodthat wethrow in the binis thisall we havea strong hopethat we proudly presentto strangersand friendswhile our feelingssadly sit backand watch our ignorant shallow thoughtsentertaining our mindon how to pretendthat we with our pridechange lifes
How is it
Could somebodyplease tell mebecause I find it hardto understandhow is it that people saythey work hardfor the futureof their childyet leave the futureof their freedomout on the coldconcrete streetsto be huntedby the wall street wolfslike sheep
Our world
Is everything rosyin yoursad little worldwhere we help youto train your childrenthe ignorancethey deservewhere we train you to believethe mouthpiecethat you seeon your T.V. Screenwhere the commercials we applyare wonderfully designedto slowly crushyour common sensestate of mindso we can beginthe final phaseof taking you backto the good old daysthe Victorian agewhen it was only usand the little peopleour subservienteconomicslaves
Mixed
When you have schoolswithin the western worldnot mixedwith different or close to equal partsit can no longerbe classed as a school of learning
First
If you wish to satisfy a needthat cannot speakfirst you must understandwhat it thinks
Dust
Our continuous thoughtsof we willare just dust in the windfrom the skeletal bonesof maybe one daywe willkeep the promiseswe gave
Faithful
Will our line of thinkingalways be pavedwith the broken bonesof our weak intentwhere our faithful promisesthat we give like sweetsto starving kidsnow lays bleedingupon the altarslowly drippinginto our wine cupthat runneth overin our churchof let's pretend
The list
Are you now on the listof empathy's shadowswhere your broken accordfestersin a dark corner of your mind
Slowly
How can one usea beliefthat clearly doesn't workto fix a systemof illusions that are slowlybecoming broken
Sad
When one becomes subject to things outsideone's controlone tends to start praying to thingsthat one secretly knowsonly existswithin a wishthat brings upona sad beliefthat it is
Gaze
Do you feel comfortable within these wallswhere you sitdo you feelsatisfiedwhen you look through these dirtycracked windowsof your lifegazingat all the hopes and promisesthat you faithfully madeto the reflectionthat still patiently waitsfor the day you complete the thingsthat you say
You
It is not the paththat you walkthat is crumblingand crackedit is you
Nothing
Life in shallow watersalways brings a degreewhen the thingsthat you wish forbrings nothing yet to be
Your friend
Is it uswho puts the fear of lonelinessbefore the voice of reasonis it uswho puts the fearof looking ignorantin the eyes of othersbefore our logical common senseis it uswho fears the freedomof our feelingsthat whisperif you listen to what is written your mindwill become your friend
Touch it
When you touch ithow does it feelwhen you hold itdo you sense its worthin weight in goldyour empathythat you hold in your hands that trembles with the shame of not being what you claimas your fingers slowly unfoldto watch what is worth more than goldslowly fall and shatterupon the barren landsof twisted thoughtsthat softly whisperyou are now freeto be me
Scabby
When someoneyou think you care forbecomes scabbydon't wait for scabs to fallpeel back a fewtake a lookis this the one you want
Deathbed
Do they tell youthat you still have timeto save your soulas you layon your death bedwith your willthat they holdwith their softskeletalpious wordsleaning overyour dying eyeswhisperinginto your desperate earsyour sinswill be cleansedwhen you sign
Tax
What price do we setfor the way we live our lifehow much taxdo we demandfrom our moralsthat can no longerstandwhen we forcedcommon sense and reasonto walkthe cold dark streetsprostituting themselves for thosewith twisted needs
Question
When we start to questionasking the reasons whydo we slowly become awarethat our logical common senseis still aliveclawing its way up the crumbling clifffrom our comfortably numbabyss
It will
One nightit will happeni willfollow meto seewhere i gowhen i sleep
Strange
Is it not strangethe places we travelwithin the thoughtsthat run around our head
Story
Is it not the simple storiesthat bring the heavy thoughtscrashing upon the shoresof your mind
No return
Are you not nowat the point of no returnwhere the thingsthat you wished fornow slowly burnin a broken reflectionof a broken dreamthat layforever buriedin thoughtsthat continue to scream
Dark side
When you summon evilit is notthe devil you getbut the dark side of humanityand if you succeedyou will wish it was the devilyou released
The river
Do we not keep our fears closeand our denial closeras we try to crossthe river that whispersthere is lifeon the other sidefor here your denial shall drownfor without denialthere is no fearin the beliefyou cannot changethe thingsthat has brought youto this pointat this timein this lifethat you live
The box
Every single boxthat pandora thought ofwe have now foundand like greedy little childrenwe open the boxeswideand look indread and despairat the body of our phoenixlaying deadin there
Roost
Will the daythat you thoughtwould never arrivecome back to rooston your twisted pridethat breaks you downto the basic factsthat you are nothow you act
Twist
Refusing a factwill only twist your reason
Illegal
Common senseis illegalcompliant you must beif you wishto survivein the lands of the free
Oneself
It is when one finds it hard to believe in oneselfit is thenone shall be chainedto a false historythat explainsone must believeif one wishes to be freefrom ones doubtdespairlack of libertythat one brings upon oneselfwhen one believesin oneself
Echo
How longwill you continueto cry in the darkwaitingfor that echothat will bring a sparkto relight the flamesin this stone cold partof your heart
Anything
When onedoesn't rememberone tends to believein anything
Shines
Deep downinside us allwe are like childrenscared and alonewithin a mindthat has yet to growinto a mass consciouswhere freedom shineslike a beautifulsunny day
Crossroads
How much longerdo i standat the crossroadsof future planswithin the shadowof this skeletal treewaitingfor someonelike me
Within
Are there not timeswhen you wishyou could just driftwithin the windthat lightly blowsacross a soulthat slowly growswithin
Flash
Hope is likea flash in a panlooks prettyfeels warmbut not for long
No peace
If there is no peacebetween what you feeland what you dohow can there bepeacebetween how you liveand what you think
Wide eyed
Please don'tplease don't breakwhat you refuse to understandPlease don't please don't makepainfor the oneshaking in the cornerwhimperinglike a wounded animalstaring wide eyedin fearat your hand
Describe
Was there a specific meaningto the thoughtsthat you were thinkingwhen you triedto describeyour state of mindon the thingsthat give youfeelings
Undefined
Is it not tragicthat the magicis being squeezedfrom our racethe reason undefinedas we squeezethe lifefrom life
Close
How can youpresupposewhen there are thosewho opposethe oneswho are closeto understandingthe meaningof havingfeelings
Bleeding
Why do we continueto drag our fearsfrom the pastinto the presentwhere they bleedinto the futurewhere our childrenreapall the fearsthat we sow
Time
Are you weepingin your thinkingthat timewill stand by youas the fear invadesthe sagging embraceof the skinthat you face
Crying
Can you not feelthat it is mecryingfrom behind your eyeswhen you gaze upon a reflectionof a tiredfadinglonely smile
Slide
It is whenone starts to slidedoes one startto changewhere ones lack of empathybegins to feedon the feelingsthat should be makingone weep
Drugs
Hopelike any otherpsychological drugtakenwhen it should not be usedbrings a thin skin of happinessthat you assumeruns deepas despairclaws its way upfrom your abyssto lay claimto the hopethat you wished
Your wall
Does your skinsometimes crawlwhen you feelbehind your eyessomethingclimbing over your wallsomethingyou never meant to call
Hard
If the face of factis hard to look atthen your beliefin hopedoes not exist
Humanity
Everyone must knowwho they areeveryone must knowthe pricethey will paywhen humanity and familybecome a minoritywithin the majorityof the human race
Plastic
Why is itwe continue to believethat if we look long enoughthrough these windowsof plastic dreamsthey willcome to bewhile our childrenslowly freezeon these hard concrete streetswhere our wishes do nothingbut slowly bleedthrough the cracksof our ignorant belief
December
Is it not a crying shamethat empathyand moralsare only allowedto breedone monthof the yearand then dieon the second dayof the new
Empty
Not all of usare running on emptymost of usare still runningon dreams
The path
You do not followthe paththat you walkit is the paththat follows you
The flag
Have you hungthe flagof surrenderoutsideyour prison homein a countrywhere your freedomstill believesin hope
Know
In lifeyou presumein deathyou know
We try
How can weprotectthe childrenwhen the very peoplewe are tryingto protect them fromare the very peopletheir parentsvotedfor
Strung out
Does the strengthof your beliefbecome nothingbut a strung out mythsinkinginto promisesof better days
Charter
If there isno charterof community's rightsthen there areno people's rightsif there is no charterof a community's rightto a better wayof livingthen human rightsmeannothing
Safe
Do we not livein the ruinsof past pious wordsdo we not treadthe polluted watersof todaydo we not tryto keep afloatwhile we hide the fearof drowning out herelooking for a placethat's safe
Self
Knowthyselfhealthyselfbethyselffreethyself
Priority
Is it notthe languageof your thoughtsthat should givenprioritywhen you speak
Vow
Tell mewhat is itthat you hidebehind that broken smilethat you keepbeyond your hearts reachthat you foundthat breaks your vowof beingwhat you think
Hollow eyes
Do you knowwhere you youwhen you sleepwith thosehollow eyesthat deny the rightsof the thoughtsthat had a dream
Rose
Do you ever get the feelingthat you needto give a roseto the one who careswhat youwill becometo the one who walksby your sidethe one who whisperswordsthat compromisethe growing fearthat tries to twistthe path that fitsthe feeling insidethat the oneyou are withwill become your desireone heartone roseone fire
Not fair
Angelwhy are you cryingit's not fair daddy what's not fair angelmummy saidI can't talkabout my pretend friendsproblemsshe says I'm being ignorant it's not fairbut angeldon't you want to grow upto bejust like mummy I do daddy I dobut mummy has lots of pretend friends but I can't have anyangelmummy doesn't have pretend friendsyes she does daddymummy's on the phone for hours talking abouther pretend friends problemsyou know the one's daddythe pretending peopleon the television
Waiting
Have you waited longwith your dreamsto belongwith someone who will help youcarry onhave you waited longfor the sun to arriveon a lifethat can beginto grow
Words
Is there a feelingin the meaningof the wordsI could believe in
We the people
Maybe I'm simplebut I don't understandwhy do we hidein the landsof twisted speechwhy do we hidefrom the wordsthat will give usa little freedomthat will make usstandhead held highwhen we see the lightwithin the eyes of our childso why do we hidefrom the oldthe youngthe crippledand the onesyet to comewhy do we agreeto be called wordsnot of our namewordsof twisted meaningsthat do nothingbut decaythe very natureof the lightthat used to shinewithin their eyesthat used to make usproud to be alive yet we hide
Create
It is whenone becomesangrywith oneselfit is thenthou shall createthe problemsthat willsurround you
Ability
Do you have the abilityto answer the questionthat has not been spokendo you havethe ability to see deep withinthe eyes of a heartthat shinesthrough the eyesof hope
Shelter
Are you my sheltercould it be youthat I needto keep the chaosfrom bending my kneesto the thoughts that continue to try to decaythe last piece of my mindthat still waits for the onethat will keep mefrom drowning out herein this wasteland of skeletal tears
Simply loved
Does lonelinesssurround youdo you sometimes wisha true touch of a frienda lover a partnera reflection of youthat stands by your sidewithin your minddeep within your soulwhere your heart criesto besimply loved
Strength
Your strength of beingis in your reasoning
Have you
Have you evertried to understandall the unintended things that has brought youto this pointat this timein this lifethat you live
Cover
Are you feelingdesperatein your attemptto find a facethat can coverall the screamingthat echoesin a placethat hides behinda wall of fearthat your eyesrefuse to face
Ajar
It is whenlike a dooryou stand ajardo illogical thoughtsfeelthey have something to sayas they pass bythe maskthat you declaredis your face
Class
You have the upper classthe middle classand the lower class you forget the Judas classthe only classwhere any classcan join
Shattered
Historyhas now become nothingbut a shattered illusionbased upon guessesand quiet delusions
Halfbreeds
Are we notall halfbreedsfrom races unknownthe only species that has survived the troubles and strifein centuries gone byfrom a patchworkof broken memoriesand forbidden archaeologywe willgrow
Need
It is whenone is still ignorantdoes onecome to believethe twisted wordsspoken by otherswho are in needof someone to believe
Relief
There must bedoubt before beliefquestions must be answeredbefore relief
Growing
The instituteof destitute is growingby the day
Unknown
The eyesare not windowsto the souljust a gatewayto a wilderness unknown
Slowly open
It is when the doorstarts to slowly openwithinour minds eyeit is then with growing fearwe will haveto decide will we hidewithinour house of cardswith our beliefof denialthat our denial will lastor will the waveof our imprisoned feelings pass us through the doorto a placeall our lifewe have triedto ignore
Chains
How can you hopeto dreamwhen the dreamthat you hope foronly growswithin the shadowsof your intentwhere your wishful thinkingbecomes the chainsthat hold you in placewhere your silenceagreeswith your pain
Leap
When we baseour beliefs on a beliefthat a leap of faithis all we needwe compromiseour inner sense that triesto bring us backfrom the edgewhere our denialbecomesa permanent guestat the tableof common sense where we sithead held highin our beliefthat our beliefsdo not lie
Doors
On your downward spiraldo you not seethe doorsat every turnthe choicesyou could makeif only you breakthese psychological clawsfrom the thoughtsyou entertainthe ones that whisperinside your mindthere isno key to findfor there isno lockyour choice stands before youjust push
Flawed
Psychology is nothingbut a flawed prophecyof what you might dodepending on your mood
Life
It is not youthat is tiredof lifeit is lifebecoming tiredof you
Bottom line
Is ityour bottom lineof black and whitethat disappearsinto the mistas the tearsyou try to hold backslowly passyour lips
Delusion
When selfdelusionis stripped from your boneswho are you
Dreams
Is it youthat dreamsof being consciouswhile conscioushas a dreamof being you
Never said
She never saidshe could lovebut she would stayfor a whileand in that timewhen she bedded your spineyour thoughtsdid nothingbut whine
Mistakes
Ungrateful are the daysthat destroythe ways of wisdomfor it is only wisdomthat remembers the mistakes
I am
What I amis who I am and what I amis ME
You knew
When your mindhas been shattered every shardmust be foundamong the ruinsof your broken heartwithinthese decaying thoughtswith denial beyond beliefthat you knew the priceyou would paywhen you walked this way
Excuses
Is it notyour inner thoughtsthat create your lawsthat you find excuses to breakis it notyour inner thoughtsthat tries desperatelyto alter your courseis it notyour inner thoughtsthat creates the paththat you find hard to walk
Unsaid
Is it notthe silence in the nightthat you dreadin that placewhere your mindbegins to driftinto thingsleft unsaid
The half
You were not expectingthe feeling to be hereyou could not believeas you gazedacross the spacethat separates youfrom the placewhere the one you hold in your dreamswaits to be unitedwith the half they have never seen
Twisted hope
Why do you need to seewhat's behind the doorare the wordsI love younot enough any morewhy do you insist on looking behind the scenes when you knowwhat you will findwill not be meyet you hope and praythat I will changewhile wishful thinkingbecomes your cageas you layon your barren bed of despairbelieving one dayI will care
Abomination
Truthcannot be destroyedonly hiddenbehind corrupted doorsforcedinto a twisted cornerbattered and beatenhanging in chainsand there it still remainshiddenby denials wishthat thisskeletal abominationof truthshould never be allowedto speak to those who seekthe reasons whywe our childrenhave been denied
Meaning
Is it logicalto have feelingswith no meaningto what you are thinking
The end
The beginningyou findthe middleyou look forand the endlooks after its self
Circles
From the highestto the lowestwe are but novicesin the lands of giafor only noviceswould create circlesof fear
Exist
When logicdoesn't understandreasonfeelingsdo not exist
Unique
Would it not be uniqueto be ablewhen you touch the handsto give backwhat your honestyhas received the pain the despair of being terrifiedpetrifiedlaying out hereamong the garbageon a broken city streetin a worldfull of peoplewho don't really carewhat happens out thereso long as it doesn't happento me
Art
It is the artwithin your soulthat defines your state of mindwhen you acquirethe artof an open mind
Intelligence
Do we not coverour ignorancewith intelligent excuseson the reasons whyour denialis right
Restrictions
The descriptionof your convictionsare nothingbut restrictionsof what you should know
The line
Not many peoplesurvivewhen they cross the lineto a different frame of mind
First
To annualizewhat you vocalizeyou must first socializewith what you think
Clear
Whydo you tendother people's gardenswhen it is clearyou need to tendyour own
To please
It is only whenyou have cancerin your thoughtscan you be calleda walking corpse one who walks the landsof fractured dreamslooking for a reflectionto please
Blind
Lighthas no meaningwhen it only shinesin the dark
Like a child
You assumethere are no gapsin your thinkingyou believe you have a continues linebut when you are pushedon your common sense thinkingyou break downand screamlike a child
Not true
Is it not truethat the choiceswe have forsakenhas led to the denialof choicesour childrencould have taken
Mass effect
It is only whenwe live up to the namethe masses do we becomea mass conscious it will only be thenmass consciousfinally becomesa mass effect
Reason
Common sense and reasonare losingtheir positionin the schoolsin which they speak
Running
Do your dreamskeep runningis your realityjust slummingin the valley of illusionsare you aware
Hope
To distract a factfrom its point of viewyou must firstpoison the groundon which it standsand hopethe truth doesn't comefrom the barren lands
Middle class
The richmay lose a littlebut they will stillbe richthe poorwill lose nothingfor they will stillbe poorbut for youwho call yourselfmiddle classit shall be youwe will meeton the streetsand in the parkswith your cardboard blanketlooking for a placethat's warmwhile your children start over againclawing backall that you have lostall because you put your trustinto the ballot boxof hope
Ghosts
It isnot youthat is seeing themfrom the cornerof your eyesit is themseeing youfrom theirs
Survive
How do you survive the daywhen you knowdeep insideyour living lifeblindhow do you survive the daywhen you knowone daythe waves of other peoples painwill comecrashingon to your shoresto erode awayall your illusionsthat you praywill stay
Myth
Is it nowwe face our darkest houris it nowthe onslaught beginswhere injusticekills beliefwhere a better lifefor honest peoplehas now becomejust a myth
Heroes
How can a childbeif a childis not allowedto seeall the broken heroeswho triedto make a better lifefor thee
We say
How can we saywe live a lifewhen our intentscrapes cleanour honest prideto leaveour moralsnowhere to hidebut withinthe comfortable armsof denial
Serious
It is onlyon the first serious liedo you feelyour dreams createa shattered mirrorat the bottom of your heartwith your tattered shadowof common sensehiding in the dark
Fit
Why should youfeelso embarrassedwhen other peoplecan seethat youdo not fitinto the shape that they in their ignorancebelieveyou should be
Climb
Beforeyou can climbinto my bedyou must first climbinto my head
Another face
Why staywhen you cannot tracea happy placewhere you can baseyour beliefin another face
Happy
Are you happyin how you're growingwithin the bodythat you seein the reflectionof your perceptionthat brings youto your kneeswhen the chemicalsand cuttingdo nothingbut pleaseyour broken beliefthat only the outsidereally exists
Directed
There is an endto this psychological painin these lands of confusion where directed chaostries to break allwho stand their groundon a paththat leads usto a placewhere we will find the thoughtsthat opens our eyesit is therewe shall cryin shame
Only
It is only the basicsthat are requiredto understandthe whys
Undone
It is only whenyou have comefrom that placewhere you became undonecan you feel the thingsthat yousometimes thinkthe thingsthat should never be freefrom the chainsthat you madeto keep them in that placewhere you had become undone
Colour
It is not the colour of the skinthat you live inor even whereyou are bornit isthe colourof your thoughtsthat defineyour state of mindin a worldwhere thoughtsare becoming colour blind
Key
The systemis the lockdenialis the keyand you arethe guard
A feeling
So much for educationin a nation with no relationto what we really needfreedomfrom commercial informationand a feelingthat our nationis free from the participationsof destroyingthe truththat will make us see
Hazardous
Sad things happenwhen you changethe soul of a raceadded intelligencenot naturally formedwill be hazardousto the place they were born
Edge
Everybody has a ledgean edgean end of a ropea feelingof hangingon a line with no phone
Another way
Slim is the trustwhen you tryto adjustto another way of thinking
Visit
The problemsof this generationhas promisedto visit the next
Firewall
Are you missinga firewallthat line of defencethat warns youof the psychological intentof the Trojanthat wants to be your friend
Smoke
The smokethat comes from your carcould that not be classedas passive smokingor the chemicalsyou spread around your housecould that not effectyour children’s breathingor the chemicals in your fridgethat you feed to your kidscould that not effecttheir thinkingso could you please explainwhy you complainabout somethingthat has no meaning
Skin
It is the colour of the skinthat you live inthat decides what cultureyou should be inwhile you wait yearsto be adoptedby loving peoplein good old multiculturalEngland
All roads
A Spartacus is neededwithin the American systemto show the Romansin Washingtonthat all roadsshould lead to freedom
Attrition
There is a warof attritionwithin your brains eyethat has been raging from the beginning of your lifeit is to controlthe higher thoughtswithin your mindto slaughter to decimate common senseempathyand honest prideto silently invadeyour house of reason and peaceto plant twisted seedsof doubt and grief to bring on the cancer that will destroy from withinto force you backto your lizard brainwhere the shadowsbelieveyou should remain
Do you
Do you understand the meaningthat comes betweenthe feelingthat you might be wrong
Drink
The lies you bring to the waters you deceiveone dayyou will drink
Scale
The sliding scale of failing begins when you try to please
More
You are more then what you thinkyou are more then the societyin which you live
Explaining
It isthe skeletal handof your consciousthat restsupon your shoulderexplainingto the maskthat you wearit is time to crossyour border
Your friend
Do youlose yourselfwhen you pretend that the maskyou wearis your friend
To late
Could you not feel something for someoneyet not see itfor what it really is eventuallybut often too late to reinstatethat feelingthat should have kept you awake
Aged
Why try to replace the face of the agedwhen it's only the agedthat can explain
Missing
Common sense is now officiallymissing in action
Our generation
When we are oldwrinkled and crippled with one foot in the gravedestined to a housewith a roomwhere we sit staringat a blank screen TVwhile on our knees we dribble as our fluoride calcified braindecays to the last stagebefore our poisoned lungssucks inthe last breath of dirty airas our ignorance slowly fades will it only be thenthat a single regretful tearwill slowly travelthrough the canyonsof our corrupted facewhen at lastwe finally understandit was our generationthat created this placewhere honesty is batteredday by daywhile the skeletal mindsof our childrenreap allthat we have sown does it hurtnow that you knowthat denial was never our friend
Peek To take a peek at the strange and uniqueyou must first understandit exists
Coast
You travel a road that’s thinner than mostbut when you stopyou coast
Born
All children are born humanbut not all grow up to be one
Hunted
The morals that separate humansfrom the race of manare now being hunted
Guess
You have down syndrome and downing streetguess where humanity sleeps
Protection
The things people do to their childrenif one did these thingsto a dogthe dog would be taken awayone would not get the dog backbut with childrenone gives them backI know children are not dogsbut at least one could give a childthe same level of protectionas one would a dog
Soon
Coming soon basic principlesshares now trading at your local police station
Amazes
The stupidity of humanityamazes the weak
System
Have we not built our broken systemamong the ruinsof a broken pasthave we not builtour broken systemon the broken bonesof broken heartshave we not builtour broken systemon a guarantythat when the warranty runs outour children will becomelike the walking deadonly knowingcrumbling concrete junglesthat glowswith the shameof avoidable mistakes
Willing
Would one be willingto give upones humanityfor the childrento regain theirs
Begins
Confusion within your mind's eyebegins when your fearbelieves the lies
If
If we couldif we could do itif we couldrip a holein this realityin which we have livedall our ignorant lifewould we would we take a lookknowing down deepthat the odds will not be weakif we take a peekto survive the madnessthat is sure to comeif we look within
Photo
How do you explainto the youngbroken silent soulswho watch youwith tired of life eyeslistening to the buzzing of the flieswhile your mouthshapes words of intentas you gather the lostbroken souls around youwith the promiseof a few sweetsthen the pious photo is takento prove to the forsakenthey will not beforgottenfor when the pious photosells for thousandswe shall returnwith the promiseof a few more sweets
Everyday
If the darkness is evilwhy is there evil every day
Weep
Do yourwhisperingsof allyour yesterdaysechoin your earsas the presentquietly weepswith the oneyou holdwhen you sleep
Steps
Can you hear them as they slidethrough the cracksof your deep thoughtsdemanding you takethe first stepson this roadyou have yetto regret
Become
There is only onethat can communicatewith my heartthere is only onethat can see there is only onethat has reasonto believewhen we become onewe are free
Dying
When a society introduces human rights based solely on the genetic design humanityas you can seeis fast becoming a dying breed
Divided
It is thosewho argue for changethat cause the problemswe have todayit is those who stand divided who will send usbackto the land of the caveswhere innocence once againbecomes a slaveto a civilized systembuilt on the broken bonesof the divided onesthe heroes who arguetime to change
Knees
Is thereno placethat you can seethat will bring youbackfrom your kneesthat will stand you upand dust you off beforeyour feelingsbegin to scream
Permission
Is it youthat lives in a systemthat requires your submissionto bewhat they thinkyou should beis it you who are nowin a position where youare conditionedto believethat you are free
Shadows
When you are scared to walk the roadthat standsbefore youyour fears will growfrom the broken bonesof the shadows that surround you
Promised
Have you departedfrom your thinkingfrom thoughtsthat could have beenwhen you promisedyour reflectionthat the thoughtsyou are reflectingwill be trueto what you do
Within
Is it notthe fear of knowingthe fear withinthat brings youto this placeof skeletal shadowsthat wear your face
Remind you
Is it apathythat walks our streetsis it apathythat whispersto our ignorance to remind our moralswe will feel betterif we do not speakas we watch common sensewalk the last stepswith excess baggageholdingall our intents
Sometimes
Do you sometimeswake up screamingknowingit is still therelike razor wirecoiled around your inner thoughtsslowly shreddingthe empathy that you courtas it whispersthe pious wordsthat you blindly repeatto the hope that still believesthat your intent will set you freefrom the coils that hold your inner thoughtsin a placethat should not be
Yet to be
Did the feeling get the meaning when the meaningwas still pleadingfor the reasons yet to be
Genetic
They must have knownthat radiation doesn’t cloneit genetically twists and reforms into thoughtsthat should have neverbeen born
First steps
How do you deny themwhen they have been your friendsfrom your first stepsinto this worldhow do you explainto reasona little commonand a bit of pridethat this is not how you areas the air is forced outof what you dream about
Spark
The space is twice as bigas the one you feel withinthrough the mazeyou will have to travelthough life’s shadowsthat will become shallowtrying to find that sparkthe one that makes you laughin a world designedto make you lie
Dissipate
When you goand everybody willwill you carry onor will you dissipateas your energy is suckedfrom your soul
Dead
When you're deadthe only wayto stay awakeis to remember yourselffor if you fall asleepto wake upin somebody else’sdreamyou will be drainedof every thoughtthat makes youunique
View
Words and reasondoesn’t combinewith the oneswho believetheir viewis divine
Sustained
Tensionleads to frictionfrictiononly leadsto painwhen sustainedand fedwith illogical thoughtsof things left unsaid
Is to be
To have common sensewith a little logicas a friendis to be human
Cave
Where would you beif your mind was unshackledfrom this cavecalled reality
Open
Will there ever be a timewhen you open your mindand let the shadowsfly
Act
Would you acton what you believethe freedom to befree
Trust
When I enter your soulI would like to knowwhere I can go
Blurred
There are times in the nightwhen everythingbecomes silentwhere the line is drawnto be observedwere life’s strugglesbecome blurred
Signs
Are you looking for somethingin someonebut only feeling the needare you are somewherenear the borderwhere there are signsthat you should read
You are
You do what you areyou speak with a twistwith the legacy of trustEndingwith a twitch
Only you
What you findwithin your eyesonly you can analysethere are no diplomasto set you freewhere you wish to be
Regret
It is always reflectivewhen you are receptiveto the thingsyou could have done
Circle
The pastis only a reflectionof the circlethat we tread
One day
Is it not rare to lookat our worldwhere nature believesthat one day soonWe will cease to exist
Value
It is notin your governments interestdo you people not understandthere is no political valueto help the damaged land
Price
Is it fearthat holds the keywhen the price you seeis morethan the life you live
Promises
Only lip service is givento the promisesthat were writtento the people who believed
No home
Not many see it cominga few make their ownand the others believe fatemade a mistaketo leave themwithout a home
Blind
Every angle has been coveredby thosewho have no wish to recover
Real life
Are we just a biological realityliving in a fantasywhere real life is believedcan only beseenon the TV screen
Together
One day maybe you will understandthere are no strange landson this worldon which we stand
A thing
She walks amongst usyet we still refuse to seethe fear she will bringto the illusionthat we believethat natureis just a thing
Watch
Do you ever watchwith a sense of shamecry a tearthen walk awaywhen what was shownon your TV today
Greed
We feedoff everything we seeand destroyeverything we don't believe
Our own
The war within the specieswill be uniqueamong our own racewe will finally seethe tree of life is still growingevolvingto be free
Thoughts
It is not what you leavefor the one that you loveit is what you feel
Burns
Do you feel the terror and the strainwhen it rains upon the painthat slowly burnsinto your thoughtsagain
Stress
The state of mindyou wish to acquireis as hard as you think
Bliss
Light plays upon the oneswho have no wish to see
Barely
When you're barely hangingon to common senseit's hard to tellwhen one day beginsand the other ends
Blind eye
Do you ever tryto face the truthwhen you have so many liesyou can decay behind
Focus
Do you feelout of focuswhen your linesbegin to blur
Expect
The first thing to comewhispering from the shadowswill be the first thingyour subconsciouswould expect
Friends
When your friendsdo not becomeyour familythen they are notyour friends
It is
It is notwhat you knowit iswhat you think
Legends
Will the legends of the futurebe of the peoplewho fought warsto save humanity’s childrenwhile we did nothing
Beginning
Is it onlyin the beginningthat you startslowly becoming awarethat the endwill be the beginningof the reasons whyyou care
Invite
Does your left handknowwhat you dowith your rightdoes your left handknowthe troubles you courseevery timeyou inviteexcess baggageto stay the night
Mistakes
Is it you that makesthe same mistakesthat other peoplemake
Sow
Could it be youthat sows the seeds of bitternesscould it be youthat created the fearas they readbetween the linesyou speakas a single tearescapes their belief
Just breathe
Is it ignorancethat keeps you asleepis it ignorancethat tells youit is betteryou just breath
Steps
Does bitternessleave a sweet tasteon your tonguewhen you beginyour first falteringstepson this pathof regrets
Actions
It is not what you speakit is your actionsthat standthe tattered flag
Dice
Life they sayis just a roll of the dicewhich depends on fatethat listensto every wordyou don't say
Shall be
It is the onewho stands before youin the mirror that you seeit is the onethat you speak towho decideswhat you shall be
Yesterdays
Do your whisperingsof all your yesterdaysecho in your earsas the presentquietly weepswith the oneyou holdwhen you sleep
When
When will you need mewhen your hanging on the end of a ropebroken and bruisedtired of living somebody else’s blues
Problems
Havinga decaying bodyis the least of your problems
Whisper
Do you stretchyour reasoningwell beyondyour moral pointdo you listento the shadowsthat whisper thingsyou only see in your dreams
Break
When you break the backof humanityyou break the backof common senseand family
Aware
May your god help youwhen you becomefully aware that the thoughtsyou are thinkingare what you put there
Rare
On our streets of fearborn again humansare becomingrare
Is there
Is there a shadowthat dartsfrom the cornerof your eyedo you have thatsickening feelingyour beginningto understandwhy
The bones
Do you put fleshon the bonesof your skeletonsthat hidein a placethat you fear
Closet
Will there be a daywhen the bony handopens the closetfrom withinsmilingat your fearthat hides behindthe mask you bare
Create
Is it destinythat draws youto a fatethat you create
The hand
It is the handthat holds meit is the handI touchit is the handthat calms meit is the handI love
Policy
Has honesty becomejust a policyin your systemof commodity'swhere your feelingsbecomehedge fundsin your stock marketlife
Sanity
Are youone of the peoplewho will stay the courseon the rocky ship of sanitywhere at the bowthe children stand
with the tattered flagof humanity
Slapped
Like a babycommon sensemust be slappedto breath
Hanging
Is it your reflectionthat shows youhangingon the thin edgeof reason waitingfor common senseto arriveas you try not to slipinto the placewhere your paranoid thoughtsplay
Every day
Is ityour wishful thinkingthat twistsyour reasoningwithinyour everyday thoughts
Your shoulder
It isthe bony handof your consciousthat rests uponyour shoulderexplaining to the maskthat you wearit is timeto crossyour border
The few
Is it notthe death of the manyfor the greedof the fewthat brings uponthe sad ignoranttwisted view
Line
It is only whenyou start to questiontheir thinkingdoes your line of humanityappear
Thin
Onlyby a thin blue linedo we survivethese tortured streetsof our own design
Lost
Humanityis becoming nothingbut a lost broken religionbeggingat your children’s door
Spark
Reasonable understandingconstitutesa spark of humanity
Shock
Will the day ever comewhen realitystands at your doorexplaining to youthat you don't live here
any more
News
It is the tears of a childthat falls upon the newswritten by a groupwho refuseto entertain the common sensethat shouts in vainfor the truth to be separatedbrought to bareon the unaware
Frightened
Are you oneof the frightened oneswho finds it hardto keep your door ajarto look a little furtherfrom the thingsyou think you are
Expired
Do you feel mystifiedjust like a childwhose comfort zonehas expired
It is time
There are tribeswithin tribesand there are tribeswho hidefrom the tribewho believesit is time
Your home
Have you barredyour feelingsfrom the thoughtsthat wish to knowwhy you hidebehindother people's denial within a comfort zonewhere your feelingskeep telling youthis is notyour home
The map It is no longera question of ifit is nowa question of whenit can no longerbe classedas science fiction when it is nowscience factthat for the first timein our historyin the generationsto comethe free thinking peoplethe ones who seethingsthat should not bewill cease to existwhen the mapis finally complete
Inside
There is a prisondeep withinyour mindwhere darkness hidestwisted and bitter becauseof your belief that it isonlythe darknessthat hidesthingsyou do not wishto believe
Mists
It is withinthe Gray shadowsof the morning miststhat your fearslowly dripsfrom the dewthat persists
Broken
Are we lostwithin the graveyardsof pious broken thoughtswhere our past memories of intentstill weakly crawlbetween the light of the moonand the headstonesof regretlike slowly fading ghostswe forgetthe task we were givenwhen we brought lifeinto this worldthe taskof building a roadwhere our childrencould proudly boastthat they gavetheir blood sweat and tearsfor usyetlike slowly fading crippled ghostswe still walk the graveyardsof broken thoughtswhere we crybehind the masks we wearwhile smiling at a reflectionof a fading ghostwho cares
Gaze
Is it not our shamethat is decaying between the widening cracksof our broken thoughtswhere we gazethrough the eyesof our masksthat were nevereducated enough to educate
us
Stubborn
If we do notmaintain the road that we walkthen the daywill surely comewhen we stumble and fallwith our stubborn beliefwith our denialas our guidewe can still walk this roadblind
Unborn
Will there bea tomorrowwhen the day is donefor the ones yet to breathtomorrowmay only benothingbut a flickering dreamwithin a heartthat is yet to beat
As a people
We could beas a peopleanything we wishas a peopleanything we can describewe can bringinto our lifeas a peoplewe should tryto regrow the bonesthat once held up our spine
Trust
It is whenyou divorce your trustfrom common senseit is then you shall be accusedof breaking the rightsof your childrenwho's only wishis to behuman
Begins
Your future beginsat the start of every thoughtyou create
United
It is dividedthat we now standand it shall beunitedwe shall surely fallif we allowthe freedoms we have leftto walk the last stepsinto the mists of ignorant regrets
Skill
How do you do thatI would like to knowthe skill that's neededto make it soto stretch one's illusionsover the cracksof your broken thoughtswhere your denial pretendsthat you could be friends if onlyyou would ignorethe knocking on your doorthat echoes insideyour head
Another page
Will you ever finishwhat you startedwhen you promisedyou would changewhen you promisedyou would turnanother pagethat you would dig deepinto your emotions to find another wayto break these chainsof this twisted hiddenlove of shameof i'm sorry I promiseI won't hit youagaindependingon what I feelwhen frustrationbecomes my painthinking the only thingI can changeis your face
Your heaven
Do you hold onto a dreamthat is brokendoes your thinking sayit is not sodo the beatingsrain downfrom your heaven as your common sensebegins to growthrough the hazeof the painyou are givenis it so hardto sleep alone
We
In bodywe are manyin mindwe are one
Alone
If you do notbecomefriends with the lonelinessthat has becomeyour bedthen the twisted Barron thoughtsthat you keepwithin will finally break outto becomewhat you do not wish
No match
The reflectionswithin your cracksdo not matchwhat you thoughtyou could bewithin this illusion where you allow yourselfto live
Mask
Sooner rather than lateryour mask will fallit will be thenwhen you look in the mirrorthat you see what you do not recallyour younger daysbefore you were trained to wear a maskthat doesn't quite fityour face
Angry
It is when one becomes angrywith one's selfit is thenthou shall createthe problemsthat willsurround you
Circus
It was not your purposebeing in this circuswhere you bend over backwards to pleasewhere you juggle your lifeto fit what they require in their desperate needfor you to carry their emotional baggagewhile they feed on the thingsthat define youas a human being
Damaged
It is with a fraying piece of ropethat we hangheavy hopesuspended belowthe bridge of damaged dreamswhere every reflection weepsfor all the souls they seethe poor miss guided soulsof you and me
QWithout EQ
BQ and MQthere can never bean IQ
Follow
You do notfollowthe paththat you walkit is the paththat tries to follow you
Mercy
Do we nothave any mercyfor the feelingsthat we giveno voicedo we not have any mercyfor the promiseswe produceyet refuse the strengthour promises needto growdo we nothave any mercy for our logicalcommon sensestate of mindthat lays in painpregnantwith soon to benew born thoughtsthat we viciously strangleat the time of birthwith our handsthat tremblewith our rageof denial
ListenWill you listen
to what
you do not want to hear
are you willing to be painfullyaware
My eyes
It is my eyesthat tell meyou look beautifulbut my mind insists on knowing what lays beneaththe chemicalsthat hang off your skin
Gap
Am I what you wantdo I bridge the gapbetweenwhat you need and what should be
Golden
Would you let me climbunder your skin to feel all the things that you hold withinwould you let me take root in your gardento lay in your heart to be golden
Broken
Do the broken bonesof common senselay withintwistedby denials wishthat the feeling of there is something wrong should be exiledthe day you startto belong
Sucking
It is the citiesthat are suckingthe lifefrom the land
Tribes
there are no countriesonly tribes within borders
Save
Is it only the radiationthat we pour into the seathat will save what is left of naturefrom the greed of you and me
Seek
What you find when you get there you will soon find hereand when it is hereyou will findthat the freedom you seek is within what you think
Pretend
Do you look in the mirrordo you pretend that you can seedo you think you are superiorto the questionsthat need
Balance
Could we counter balancethe balancethat is out of balanceto the things that will balance what we need
Paved
Why do werefuse to admitthat we still travelon a road that's paved with the broken bonesof the heroeswho still weep
Your line
How many timesmust you draw your linewhen you see on your screenthe things that bring an honest replyto what you think
Your thoughts
How can the questions liveif the answerscannot breathhow can the feeling that there is something wrongachievethe summitof your thoughts
Do you see
Do you see your reflectionwhen you look at someone elsedo you see all the little thingsthat separate youfrom yourself
Stretch
Do you stretch your reasoningwell beyond your meansthen pretend that you understandthe things that you pretendto be
Education
Does your children’seducationpainfully suggesta slow declineinto Victorian times
Tainted
Do the words we speakfall on barren landswhere in times gone bybrave peoplestayed their groundagainst the legionswho suck dry the landwere only your childrenshall slowly see the tainted sunrise of twisteddreams
Allowed
You lost your stateof independencethe day you allowed businessto become a crowd
Grasp
Are you one of the peoplewith your skeletal graspupon the tattered flagof humanity’slast stand
Sad side
Have you ever taken a rideto the sad side where the tracks lay buckled and barewhere the ones who are born to trust you look up in quiet despairat the face that says I love you with eyes that don't really care
The few
Reasonable questionsare the hardestto be abusedby the twisted reflectionsof the few
Strangers death
Are youone of the innocent oneswho lay there with your tubes hanging downwaiting for a stranger's deathor a gift from the poorwho try to feedtheir children from their body partsthat you adore
On a plate
Are there anyconservative assessmentson the lossesyou have gained when you gave away common sense on a plate
Silently
Are we like the blindleading the blindwhere we see no evilas we slip silentlyinto our bordersof denial
If
If I was an alienlooking down on youwould I not be confusedhow does an intelligent racewho's technology grows by the dayhave a list as long as my armson actionsthat should have been left in their past
Obsolete
In the graveyardsof the obsoletetheir bones they still rattlein the lungs of the young oneson the vote that you carry
Vibrate
It is notwhat you look likeit is not what you sayit is simplyhow you vibrate
Magic
The magic of beliefbecomes easywhen it is denialthat hardensyour spine
Remains
Is denialthe only friend you havewhen you look in the mirrorwithin the eye of your mind where your own personal demonwaits with a smilewith emotional baggage snapping at the heelsof your remains
Hide
Where will the good people hidewhen the forestsdie
Need
Do you ever stopto thinkthat the relationshipyou are in is draining you before you even beginto be what you need
What is
Tell me what is lonelythe one you are withorthe one you marry
When
When common sense curiosityand logical philosophyattract a reasonable destinymay you be truly contenton this day of when
Preach
Are your cracksstill comingin your decayingbeliefyou can make a differencein what you preachto the oneswithin your reach
To fear
If you are starting to lose your liberties within the frameworkof your community then you have reasonto fear
Brave
To see the true face of the one you are with is to bebrave
The land
If your countriesarmyis not democraticthen the land that you live in cannot be
Their belief
The politicians in the courts of human lawwill be given the chanceto exercise their belief that logical common senseshould not exist
Make way
Make waydead race walkingwhere their fear won't appearuntil they are nearthe barren landswhere the reapingof what they sowshall break what is leftof their heart and soul
Luck
You only have luckwhen destinyagrees with fatethat the law of averages should be making mistakes
Confused
Does your handstill hurtthe one you usedto break the spirit of a womanwho fallsconfused
Reduced
Has this placealways been sowere honest peopleare reducedto the stateof being alone
For me
Do the chemicalsthat hang of your skin change you withindo the eyes you seein the mirror that is we ever change for me
Task
The task you are givenfrom the momentyou conceivedis to make a better life then the one you received
Who
Those who are electedto control youare controlledby who
Habit
Traditionhas become a habitand the habit has become an excusefor the long establishedthinkingthat twists the mindof the youth
Paid
Will you ever change your voteand vote as onewill you ever give your children a better lifethat was paid forin blood
It is you
It is not the environmentthat you were brought up in that makes you who you arein the endit is you
Invasion
When you have an invasionby your nationwere the invasionhas no relationto whatthe children needthen you have no right to call yourselfcivilized
Lung
On sunny days do you burn part of nature's lungto cook slaughtered meatin a civilized way
Lost
How many childrenof Chernobylwere adopteddo you thinkhow many of those lost soulswere rescuedwhen seen
My fault
Mummyis it my fault I look like thisno baby it's not your faultis it your fault thenmummypartly baby partly why mummywe walked a roadwe didn't knowwhere common sensehad no meaning where we stand at the gravesof the ones that we gavenothingbut a short life of grievingwhen we allowed radiation to twistthe living
You
Will I ever meet you will Iever seewill I ever feel you will I ever be free
Claim
Who are you are you someonelostare you someonelooking for a wayof avoiding the shamenot being what you claim
Nothing
What will you dowhen the food becomes a long wordon the box you don't readjust told they are good for your kidsas you buy a new chemicalto hang off your skin
Blind
When one ignoresthe thingsthat one seesdoes one not deserve the thingsthat will come to be
Options
The feelings of despairis when your optionsforsakethe reasonswhy you care
Choice
One has multiple choicein one's lifeare you plasticcardboardor sterling fair
Venous
It was a place called venouswhen the project was completewhere we could finally breathwhere through our children’s eyeswe could finallysee
Waves
Are we morethen what we seemdo we not vibrateon the same wavesthat makes us uniquewithin the worldsof atomswhat do we really seek
Truly
It is trulythe real stepfathers/motherswho canhold their head up proudwatching a child growknowing blooddoes not make it so
Happy
When you are happywith someone that you care fordoes it really matterwhat hangs aboveor below
You think
How do you know a thingis a thingwhen the thingthat you think you knowonly appearswhen your curiositygrows
Your door
It is the dignityof destinythat brings fateto your door
Betray
it is onlywhen twisted reasoningbetraysthe ethicsof empathydo you have reasonto be scared
Cry
When I lookthrough these barsof your designwhen I feel the sun through the window blindswhen I smell fresh airwhen you open the doorI bow my headand cry a little more
U.N
It is only the childrenwho are born of the famine tradeand the womanwho cannot break from the coldwho understandthe U.Nare still lookingfor a backbone
Evolve
Timedoes not make a person it is an evolving personalitythat makes a personand in timeyou might evolve
How to live
Would you look deepin your shallow mirrorwhere your questionswill have a replyon all the honest answerson how to livea lie
Adapt
to changeis to adaptto adaptis to evolvecould you
Friend
Do you lose yourselfwhen you pretendthat the mask you wearis your friend
Moves
Like a drifterlife moves on
Drown
In this day and ageyou can tell peoplethe truthbut if it rocks their boatyou and your familywill be the firstto drown
How
How can it bebiological beingslivingwithin a systemthat is designed to twist their children
Example
Leading by exampleshould be exhumedand examinedon the reasons whyit died
Diluted
Are you one of the diluted onesare you one of the preydo you look in the mirrorseeing nothingbut a faceslowly being drainedwhere no fact remains
Is
Addictionis beliefin the system
Ever come
Will the good of the peopleever comebefore the good of the country
Why
Why praywhen you can believein yourself
Retract
How can you retractfrom the factsthat made them attackthe ones who just didn't care
Never
Never forgetwere you come frombut never forgetwhere you live
Beneath
Will you ever readwhat is writtenbeneath your thin skinof belief
Speak
It would betterif you rememberto speakwithout words
Beauty
If you believebeautypromised happiness then you are lost
Trapped
Are you trapped within the dream of your own nightmares were your thoughtsdo nothing but decayan already battered systemtrying to keep youawake
Fade
The apathy pack arrivesonly when your state of mindstarts to fadeinto the abyss of whisperswhere the chaosof black and whiteflays the skin of reason
Sound
Feelings emotion and paincannot communicatewith sound waves
To be
The ultimate choiceto beor not to behuman
Might
Today is when tomorrowmight arrive
Because
I don't look like thisbecause I canI look like thisbecause I am
True
Is not true newsgood newseven when it's sad
Welcome
If you have reason to thinkwelcometo the human link
Past
Why do we believe a historythat twists the truth of the past
Soft focus
On the advice of the pricethat slices into your lifein a web of deceitand duble edged liesthough the actions of othersyour fedthe soft focus of life
Sucking
Obsession will be sucking on the bones of reasonas you slowly readthe reasons why you weep
Negative
Why think negativewhen negativedoesn’t think about you
Legacy
We carry the legacyof our ancestorswe carry the burdenof their petty insanity
Thin skin
Could you point out your own fearscould you speak aboutwhat lies beneathyour thin skin of beliefcould you secretlyhide the despair of I”m convincedand handle the painas the cracks becamean understandingof why the shame
Pictures
Look very carefullycan you not seethis is not howit was meant to beif pictures tell storihow can you not agreeyou can readthe black and blue lookon the delicate skinthe bones poking outfrom withinthat feeling of shameof all the beatingsthat they gainedfor being at homescaredalone
Twisted nature
When twisted naturerobs youof your childrenwhen you look in the mirrorwho do you blamewhen a child lays dyingon a dirty street corneror tied to a bedscreaming in vainpleaselook at the childrenwho do you blame
Rights
Human rightswhat rights do you havewhen nature's rightsare abusedstarved of foodstarved of waterrapedpoisonedput in a cagefor no other reasonbut to amuse the insane
Hard to play
It is wrong to dreamit's a big mistaketo let them inyour feelings they will takewhen you're tired of the gamehaving to wear a maskin this valley of what’s your nametime to leave or dare you staywithout a maskit's hard to play
Give
You give meaningto feelingsthat you don't deserve
Desires
Don't tap itit might breakare you dreamingis this a fakeis this the rhythmthat you requirea painted maska thing for hirea legacyof all your desires
Blind
Your life can continuewithout the option to thinkall you have to dois believe
Strange
The picture has been writtenthe words have been paintedbut the silenceremains insane
Understand
As you slowly peel awayemotions that lie withinyou slowly start to understandif there is no trustwe cannot stand
The 5th
To complete the releaseyou so much desireremember rememberthe man on fire
Still me
The reflection you seeyou just don't believeno matter what you changeyou will still be me
Without
Reason without emotionbegets the near extinctionof common sense
A reason
Common sense logicrequires a reasonwhyyou don't know
Part
Until deathdo you partwhy
Isolation
Self isolationbrings upon a godof your own imagination
Pious
Silent are the oneswho speak pious words
Potential
A feeling is just a potentialof what you might think
Dreamed
Fate is somethingyour subconsciousdreamed up
Save
Save the whaleprotect the dolphinssave the forestsbut whois going to protectyou
Between Are you between the thoughtsthat you are thinkingare you outsidethe place where you hide are you closeto where you're not listeningto all your reasonswhy
A place
The safest placein this placeis a placethat’s hard to face
Not
I am notwhat you believejust what you think
Excuses
Understanding nothingof this point yet to comewhen the needovercomes reasonwhen you slowly becomewhen the things that you wantedslowly fadewith a line of excusesyour reasondecays
Nobody home
Your mind works betterwhen it is notin your head
Stabbed
The maskalways looks humanwhen one gets stabbedin the back
Should
Intelligenceshould be classedas weapon of intent
Stands
It is the regimentof fearthat standsat your borderwhen you ignorethe feelingthat keeps naggingthat there is
something wrong
Factual
It is onlywhen logical reasoncommitsto a factual degreedo you have reasonto smile
Care
Reasonable assumptionsmeanshandle with care
Never made
It is the written wordthat saved usfrom the cavesshould it bethe written wordthat saves your children from the movesyou never made
Mainly
A feelingis mainly pregnantnot always born
Mistake
Escapingfrom common logicis sometimes mistakenfor freedom
Those of us
It isthe silent screamsthat is what summons us those of uswho are leftthose of uswho are beginningto understand the words within our head
Change
Changing one's point of viewchanges one's lifeand makes one stand head held highnext to broken pride
Hard
Do your daysseem to get hardergoing through lifeachieving nothingas you convince yourselfyou're doing something
Free
Free rangevotingrelief’s the painof today’s mistakes
Need
Your addictionneeds youwithout youhabit cannot be free
Something
Look at metell mewhat do you seeis it somethingthat you wantis it something that you need
Look at me
tell me
do you believeif you wishto be youthen come with me
Know
You have to knowwhere you come fromto know where you been
Fears
Will there be a timewhen you hangyour fears out to dryand let the wind decide
Predict
How can you predictthe unpredictablejust about impossibleso how can you trustwhat you think is truewithout a little commonto show you the view
Tired
One more cup of coffeebefore you rest your headyour bones feel so tiredyour dead
The keys
Common senseis in the nut houseselfdelusionholds the keysbravery is misdirectedand with ignoranceyou breed
Retainer
To escapefrom the illusionof freedomone must understandthe concept of repressionregressionpollution of the sanea retainer on a realitythat’s designedto slowly close your brain
Not quite
Is it sympathythat you requirefrom the painthat you acquiredfor not quiteusing your head
Weary
Will the future everraise her weary headand invite the presentback into her bed
If
If you cannot besimulatedthen you will beregulatedor eliminatedby a justifiableminoritythat holdsthe psychological technology
Links
Would you utilizewhat you realizeto strengthen what you thinkcould you stopthe decaywithin your links
Echoes
The sound of reasonechoesin the darkwithin the shadowsof your broken heart
Try
Would you exceptwhat was meantand believethe intentof what other peopletryto do to your head
The light
It is the natureof the lightthat you attractto your lifethat brings upon the meaningwhy
Cannot
The future cannot lastthe way the present lives
We
We have to lightenthe darknessby turning it grey
Tenants
The intelligenceof the tenantsthat hold religionas truthwill bear witnessto the twistedthough the eyesof the youth
Stands alone
With a tattered flagon the shoresof your landfreedom stands alone
Lights
The highlightsof the twilightsare the grey lightsof your life
Hallways
Does doubt walkthe hallways of your thoughtsfollowing the footstepsof what logic records
Submit
Is it realisticto submitto the unobtainablewhere you seem to thinkyou control the linksthat can hold your wish
Your eyes
Is it the legacyof all your yesterdaysthat twistswithin your eyes
Refuses
We suffer the abuseof our subconsciousnessbecause our consciousrefuses to see
I must
Do you have periodsthat are transitionalwere multiple choicespredict nothing but chanceas you try to enhancea life of I must
Thrown
When you sense a thoughtbeginning to forma line will appearto decide what you fearbefore trustis thrown to the wolfs
You think
Come let us speakon the thoughtsthat you thinkas we walk the pathof what could be
Ignore
When you ignore
a factdoubt will attackand the truth will be lostto thosewhose only wishis to cross
Needs
Everybodyneedssomebodyand somebodiesneedeverybody
Take
The strategyof legitimacyis to take awayyour liberty’s
Feared
Being possessedis only the dark sideof humanity’s shadowwhere belief is feared
Frame
Cultureis just a differentframe of mind languageis just another wayof talking to the blind
To see
It is notendless ignorancethat you yearn forwhen you refuse to see
Judge
A trialis fast becomingjust a point of view
Without words
We all livein our own darknessand it is onlywhen we can speak without wordsdo we feel the Gray shadow of light
Olive tree
Could it bedeep within the geneticsof the olive treethey still remembera different gravity
Or
Circumstance dictateswhen you're lateor is it fate
Defy
There is light in the eyesof the ones who defythe ordersthat will destroythe reasons why
Race
Our race is a facethat cannot be replacedwhen freestyle geneticsbecomes the latest craze
Decimated
Common sensewas decimatedwhen propagandabecame educated
Control
Do you ever stop to thinkwithin the stagesthat you driftwhere there are times when you wishto control what you thinkand not be scaredof being awareof what you thoughtwas never there
Missed
Ignorance is blissif your conscioushas missedthe shadow of a dreamthat believed
Retain
Do you leave your viewsat the commercial lineof freedombut retain your rightto speakwhen you have nothingto say
Mentality
When you mix commercialswith realityyou have a peoplewith no mentalityjust a cardboard cut outsense of worthwith no possessionsit's hell on earth
Our pen
By our penwe can crown you by our penwe can make you weepby our penwe can reroute youand make you practicewhat you preach
Those who
Strange things happento those who believethat there is more to lifethen what they see
You wish
Is it not better to be brokenon the rocks of truththen live in this fantasythat you wish is true
First must
If you want to changeyour lifeyou must firstchange your mind
Words
Simple meaningstwistedwith words
Without you
You needs youyou are the only one who knows youwithout youyou cannot be
free
Leads
The road of shadows leads only to one placeshallow graves
Aware
How can you selectthe common sense that’s requiredif you're not awareof the thoughtsthat you alone hired
Tucked
Mutton dressed as lamb is now sliced dicednipped and tucked