donderdag 11 augustus 2011

THE DISTORTED EXISTENCE OF EL MACHINA


Never force the humble man
to take a stance
Never force the meek to
bleed for what they believe in
Aah screw it
It’s nothing new
Elementary will see us through

We all know the fire by heart
We all know we are being screwed by tards
Still there’s no excuse
For Camelot would still be falling

Depression comes in all forms
Financially socially and something else
Sanity’s held for ransom
In a cellar only Humpty Dumpty knows

Fire and roving mobs rule the streets
The city’s burning like a gasoline soaked sheet
There’s always an underlying current
When ignited turns man into beast
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