whalegirl
12/12/03, 12:40 PM
alright, I wrote this during a fit of rebellious rage... took about 15 minutes, im not sure if it even makes sense. it's suppose to start of realtively slow, then build up...right now it's more like a poem. Heh, help me turn it into something that works?
this is how it feels
to be forcefed lies with our physics and geometery
...like pigs wearing names brands
this is where it starts
where paper chains of faked spirit hang
dripping from school walls
(like the blood)
of the innocently slaughtered
(conform or fail)
it's time to sail
away from the wreckage
of this painted battleground
(out of the dust )
that was left when the towers fell
lingering still behind the eyes of the greedy
this is how it happened
how the system turned bowlers into cookbook anarchists
the next anti-christs
our future lands with a roll of dice
this is when you know
excuses soaked in oil and evil are no longer enough
this is how it feels
to be forcefed lies with our physics and geometery
...like pigs wearing names brands
this is where it starts
where paper chains of faked spirit hang
dripping from school walls
(like the blood)
of the innocently slaughtered
(conform or fail)
it's time to sail
away from the wreckage
of this painted battleground
(out of the dust )
that was left when the towers fell
lingering still behind the eyes of the greedy
this is how it happened
how the system turned bowlers into cookbook anarchists
the next anti-christs
our future lands with a roll of dice
this is when you know
excuses soaked in oil and evil are no longer enough