Stillborn Ways
Fred Estby
In darkness embraced so dead still so near
come walk towards trhe voices you fear
let the impact of reality fade
of what you dont believe how could you be afraid
Rape the minds of generations to come
forgiving is living revenge to some
living ghost behind a spirit killing face
stillborn ways of a mindfucking race
Shape the twisted into never sleeping
mourners of god die screaming no more
forever weeping
through hostile eyes never closing
let me inside to live the religious
decomposing
Warped, deranged to see
dying walls inside a kinddom not to be
entries of fanatic delusions
lose their way in the wheels of confusion