
We battle against those who would spread falsities. Our fighting is endless, but never in vain.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Poetry - Words: 305 - Favs: 1 - Published: 03-28-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3008772
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Manipulate the mass of cattle lead them to the slaughterhouse
Voting in the butchers, the smile hides the grin
Let no aura slip your true intention
To guide us all down the path of destruction
Dying slowly some a little faster
You're only here to take us in you cunning little bastard
Close your mouth to stop the sewage sliding out and polluting the ground
Fill the atmosphere with your political shit
The toxic storm will blow us away
Clouds form in the water of what we hold
Belief is murky just as you left it
Destroying conscious infrastructure
The calm mentality is a horror
We fear all that threatens those white picket fences you told us to have
And we create a comfortable confinement
Terrified of what outside the door
Closing ourselves off from our neighbors
Ask not what we can do for you when we can't help our own
Fruitless and barren is the mind
When all you know is televised
Stand up for what they don't talk about
Don't gut its aquatic mouth
Drowned by the leaders afraid they may offend
The public behind their white picket defenses
Extensively working to hinder the movement
As our heads are turned they form their attack
When the sun goes down they will advance
Stand outside your virtue to survive
Vulnerability is how they thrive
A parasitic mass
A stigma on collective growth
Cancerous and fatal
All for not we fight against it
Rising in number the resistance is strong but always needing more
We ask your souls to clash alongside us
We will promise nothing as we cannot claim to win
Victory is distant but still on the horizon
The battle is endless but never in vain
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