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