• Sometimes unessecary sacrafices are made by those whom you love
    Forgive them you may that is if your still breathing.
    If not consider this,
    Did you go into the hands of death as willingly as they took your life?
    Did you you ant to live to see another day?
    To see another tragedie befall on this living hell called earth?
    To see the wicked sin?
    To watch the blood of innocents shed?
    To see the wicked sin?
    To watch our pathetic goverment fail once more?
    To watch our world fall to the fate of self destruction?
    To be in pain and struggle like the rest of us,
    From lack of salvation in our bloodthirsty massecre?
    To continue to live with famine, flood, drought, depression, morning, pain and,
    HATE.
    Surender yourself freely to death,
    The key to permanite solution to and an endless chain of problems,
    To hard for one lonley lost soul to fix.
    Were a dying race killing ourselves off.
    Were mercilous muderous fools.
    Were like a disease,
    We spread like fire and we dont give out we destroy all in sight.
    Were posseded it seems to me,
    Then maybey were just deamonds.
    All felsh bone and blood will be consumed.
    Dont turn to god hell do same as the world,
    He'll chew you up nor will he spit you out ,
    Yet sadest of all we really try to good but it just wont fit in.