The Real Truth About Us Poem by Seven Bionic Nephilim

My mind is tortured and tarnished
My spirit is crushed and fatal wounded
My brain is a temple of black thoughts and immorality
I stop all the imagination to focus on reality
To realize that life is a real lie until you die
As your loved ones begin to beat themselves from inside
Not knowing that soon they'll be walking on the same path
Going head to head against death's wrath
While the ambulance is on the rush to clinic

But life is cynical and it is filled with bitterness
I learned that everything on it must turn over
The richer become poor, the poor become richer
It all happen in a blink of an eye when we least expect
In the life i'm the suspect
I'm living it running from death
There's never peace on this earth

It's all a sad story
Life is just a big illusion
We all trapped in this hypnosis and delusion
As if i was seeing things like hallucination
It' is all stressing mind penetration

Our lives are nothing but borrowed gifts
We own nothing on this land
We too immature to understand mother nature
We perish before we rich our destenies
We walk on top of graves where the ancient kings were buried
Those who thought they knew better they all dead and forgotten
We nothing but mist
We seem to appear and disappear
That's why i'm resting myself on Christ's care