Cosmic Hysteria
Cosmic Hysteria
When I look into the mirror I feel small
A plate of glass twisted in the wind
Barbed wire fences a line is being formed in the sand
As a society we place courage to fake freaks in the dark
Perhaps this is what we have been waiting for
A current to push the resin of the blade from within
Shelter lies dormant amidst it's beckoning plough
It's cosmic hysteria out on the street
Blood shed in it's vast formation regime
Like a cold clap in the dark we lit our flame
Through the saving grace of our nation's flag
Sadness taunts the inner part of my belly
The gravitational pull may bring some down
A challenge to be free is a question of time
Shouts then the grenade that was thrown at my front door swing
Smiles from a lonesome child left me crazy from within
This crazed hysteria shall prove a quest for more
With evil minds that plug destruction scorching your brain washed minds
Perhaps George Orwell was write with his success of 1984
The newest fad with the chip in hand should give one pause to think
Blood being poured out in our street they call this love
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