Shatter the Silence

in the valley of victims...with their lips sewn shut blind to beauty and deaf to love beat into submission like mindless soul slaves in the fog of their own fury they keep digging up their graves like psychopathic puppets with artificial smiles they do their masters madness on wretched endless miles steely whips slash minds apart like peices of a puzzle mad dogs with foaming rabies tear through their flimsy muzzles like raging bulls and triggers pulled and bullet holes in uniforms they choke the cracker with the whip until they spill his blood they long to be departed from this worthless wicked world like twisters in their thoughts and whispers turn to wind sin after sin they run like runaways you'll never take them back to hell because heaven just got paid shots from guns and torches burning holes in nightmare nights...someone pulled a can of raid a million roaches died on site standing on their feet the silent ones now speak...shattering the silence now mighty are the weak anthony_beesley@yahoo.com