Sub-human intolerance hitting home.
This stupid, old prejudice and its consequence;
civilian rights are not right for all deserve rights, large and small.
Rise and fall..
each breath could be the last
chances have all come and passed.
Why can’t we just shake the urge to end everything?
Property lines slice through the Earth.
The sadden urge to control our surroundings;
Money and time now define the worth as we rise and we fall.
Rise and fall..
each breath could be the last
chances have all come and passed.
Fighting for land to own… and man will always find reasons for war.
Fighting wars yields bitter rewards so let’s contemplate what to fight for.
From the oceans we rise… to the ashes we fall.
All for one… not one for all.
Where do we go when we no longer exist?
Apologies are useless, they’re nothing, they’re important.
To savour the taste of youth and sweet control…
Hierarchical classes split the masses – pray your ranking’s high.
Off – white, low – life, nuisance in a flawless life,
ground underfoot like ashes.
The world’s a fucking gas chamber.
Populations rise and fall.
