Keyhole
People numb to the evils of this world
Happily accepting chaos as the norm
Like Zombies they wonder around
Devouring what is good and honest
Replacing it with hatred and despair
We are in the labor pains of the end
I feel the world pushing with every contraction
As the head of the evil one is crowning
All the lost gather round and cheer not knowing
They have given their souls to total destruction.
The voices of the lost will shout over you
Because they cannot bare to hear the truth
Fearing what they cannot see or what science can’t prove
They walk in darkness holding onto emptiness’s hand
Looking for answers through the keyhole of their cage
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