Treasure Island

Neil Adams

(19/01/94 / Belfast)

Slave of Society


Cremation of care, what a load of shit
Your lies, your spies which you cant admit
You take us for fools and we must abide
Abide your laws, you have no pride

Your rituals and killings will come to an end
Your past of lies you cannot mend
We are parasites in the eyes of the power
Lets make our point and make them cower

You enslave society and watch them weep
You have no soul, how can you sleep
You poison our mind with the right and wrong
You've sickened our lives for far too long

You kill the people who expose your lies
You watch earth burn and Satan rise
God will get revenge for what you have done
When he comes to power, we'll watch you run

The time will come I'm counting the days
And you'll have to answer for your sickening ways
Earth will once again be true
To the people of society like me not you

Submitted: Saturday, March 03, 2012
Edited: Saturday, March 03, 2012

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