De-Evolution of a Man
The more I think about this strife
The more I want to take his life
Some sickening, evil, hellish brute
Returned to his primal roots
And every step that he will take
His humanity shall forsake
God help him if we cross
For I’ll make him atone for our loss
Enraged and blind, there is no pain
There’s only solace to be gained
Now he’s Abel and I’m Cain
He won’t breathe again, can’t breathe again, won’t breathe
The only mistake that God has made
And on his grave the sun shall fade
He’s declared war and soon he’ll know
That we never walk alone
He must have suicidal whims
Even without his intentions
To kick us while we’re on the ground
Dirt isn’t all that’s down
I’m wide awake and I thirst for blood
Nothing satisfies like a flood
I’ll turn this ground into red mud
Breathe…
I don’t care if I’m just as bad as he
I’m already banged up mentally
My vengeance is all I can see
He won’t breathe again, can’t breathe again, won’t breathe.
Copyright © Derek Chos | Year Posted 2011
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