Fate
Fallen angels looking for thrills
Invading bad brains with invisible drills
Predators gain power...waging wars against weakness
Stealing from souls...sickness is what they are seeking
Turning sunshine into storms
Black clouds bring the blues
Fate has a way of finding you
Robbing riches from the bank of big dreams
Never relenting with their sinister schemes
Like judges with grudges and juries of fury
They watch innocence get iced in systems of subtraction
Anger stuck on fully automatic
Swinging the gavel and never telling the truth
Controlled by their vices and never their virtues
Fate has a way of finding you
Just like a childs toy in the clutches of chaos
Victims of violence live liability and loss
No one is counting the cost
Some turn to stone
Loveless and lawless
Without a care or a clue
With nothing to gain and nothing to lose
Fate has a way of finding you
The tide of time keeps twisting and turning
While the fires of fate keep blazing and burning
No help for the helpless
No hand for the hurting
When your heroes turn into hellions
Howling their hatred underneath a blood red moon
You reap what you sow as you do what you do
Someday soon...Fate has a way of finding you to
Copyright © Anthony Beesley | Year Posted 2014
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