|World in Shreds
||[Apr. 1st, 2013|04:25 pm]
| World in Shreds
History again playing the same old song on the minds of men.
They always go for the brainworms, and those worms play us well.
As they burrow in our thoughts and they become us.
Those volotile ideas, fomenting in the place we deny.
These feelings are us, we must rise to see what we could be if
we were to decide that we could, and we must.
For if we do not we will forever be lost in the lust and the fury.