Wesley Morin

Another Nightmare

I was borne in the soul of misery and I never had me a name... they just gave me a number when I was young... ***BANNED IN A HUNDRED THOUSAND COUNTRIES***

you've got your arm around me
and I'm still falling
devastating nightmare
awaken and die
the beast bares its' teeth
and swallows a generation in seconds
the withered pope forwarns and beckons
the seals crack like seven
blasts of thunder
a billion at a time
suck them under
you're waging a war that you can't win
you're not much of a martyr
dictatorship diguised as democracy
does the wager of war
know the price of hypocrisy?
let's pray that they can save your souls

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