What kind of virus
would take away a pain
how could it kill us
or just kill everything
this is the virus
the massacre in sickness
a murder made in just a kiss
this is an injection of infection
So they say
an injection would help me ease
they do as they want
so i'll do as i please
since it has plagued them
but has yet to plague me
I'll wait for one more year
when I'm no longer free
A taste of one drop
of their wonderful potion
it heals pain and sorrow
it is all washed away
a zing of life enters the body
any commen sense is all that you pay
of caurse they think that's free
but all i can do is disagree
But I know better
is what I say when I mutter
I have one purpose here
and that's to get away
from the sickening pressure
of dead thoughts that may
create my mind to do the same
so I'll save myself and go
from this old town
that I used to call "home"
 The Red Haired Fiend · Mon Mar 10, 2008 @ 10:06pm · 0 Comments |
