You had anger pulsed rage
unexplored pathways limitless boundaries
a voice above the dim screaming so loud

and now you are the masses

you used to run so fast

where were you going
no where
ive seen the path you took it leads in circles

coutner productive
exhausted by your slavery you are broken
nothing new

preach words you no longer believe in
stale


words are empty as your heart
your lies breed hatred and contempt
on grasping we wont help as your consumed into nothing


your lies defeat your purpose
your purpse is only lies