Begging light works through shadows
In those whom promote human sacrifice
The ancient world of Atlanta is a rising an unnatural force
clearly cut where we are the slaves bound under natural silence
To avoid conflict hiding secrets in the mountain caves
Standing at the dung heap controlled by worthless breaths
those that nourishes the roots of all evil deeds already done
Nothing good grows inside this space hallowed beings
Firstly where spiritual value is condemned by sin
attacking the very family structure using the upside down script
removing what is right black Plague's the hounds heart
Against the innocent souls judging values two left feet
can never truly see into the heart of their problem
where the life force is threatened by killers and vice
Copyright © Liam Mcdaid | Year Posted 2024
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