woensdag 28 december 2011

AKIN TO CAIN


Don’t you worry son

It just happens to be one of those things

You just go back where you came from

 

Passing down our wounds to unknowing tribes

Till the callus on their soul slowly dies

 

Don’t you dare say: We’re all David

And our time has come to pass

You know that ideas like don’t last

 

David swung the rock bringing down Goliath

We pick it up to exterminate our brothers

To sodomize equilibrium

and that’s that

 

That which unfolds must come to pass

You cant expect it all to go away by driving away in your car

That which unfolds must come to pass

 

My guild trips should’ve spelled the odds

Going out like all the other dogs

I swallow my pride and my fury

And just say I don’t care a lot

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