Written by: wez lock

Brain switched off from reality 
Holding our past still 
Hearts beat loud and strong
Rats flood the streets of your town
Cats pray on the weak and slow
My limbs sold for dice

Lets play a game of definition 
Your you and i'm us
Gods touch of the world he once held in his hands
Destroyed by the genes of life 
Mother land taken by the fathers
Gutted and hung for all to see .