The Final Thesis

Freedom life as sacrifice But tell me what's the ending price ? When most are bound beneath these chains And all one sees has gone insane Shall I entangle engage, within my mind Mortified's mortgaged morticious Eyes whom wish to cast me aside their spells Melancholy's, projected tears while sounding crimson's rusted Bells behind these bars they've bent themselves Amid conceptions misconceived This tainted truth that they should believe Twisted.... Now nailed upon judgmental's cross ? Wretched flesh; turning it's ultimate cost When smitten fresh permeates the air Love's stench which gathers that they all may share A feast in sorrow, from amongst mangled times His cannibal's moment, at the expense of another's human life When the moon turns to blood, and the sun grows black Where right is wrong and wrong is back: to gather it's flocks amid her night While darkness rules within the most subtle way ? Freedom life, be your sacrifice.... But tell me what's the ending price; when most are bound beneath these chains, and all one sees ....Has gone insane.