The Antiode to Scum

July 16, 2009
the light is missing
cracked scorched glass
sprawled across the floor
defilement of a given life
dirty hands on the keys
click click click
fill another round
pass it to angels
let it boil in their vein
bringing them to toxic high

no guardians tonight
run rampant and wild
no law tonight
fall to your deaths
in the filth of reality
there is nothing...

american sweetheart
secret raw
run to infidelity
hate on your fingertips
knowledge a practice
racism a religion
a cloud in front of eye
taken too far

cry your ideals
beg for mercy
fingers tighten on your throat
suffocate the imminent glory

arrogant pigs

free from your shackles
you’ll never see
beyond your ideology
greedy bastard
buy their freedom

but still there is nothing
by God there is nothing.

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