Three Songs - Week 2

One murder coming on
Say I'm wrong for all I've done
Are you god to judge us all?
Prophet false with a jury hung

Home
An empty shell of a living hell
A human zoo full of cannibals
Backwards life it's a dirty world
Where your dreams can't be heard

A shallow grave is where I dwell
Buried alive within this cell
A shadow cast upon my fate
Deliver me to the one who waits

Guilt, Regret, and Innocence
Full of lies, and corruption
Suffocate while the worms infest
Underground. Take one last breath

Home
An empty shell of a living hell
A human zoo full of cannibals
Backwards life it's a dirty world
Where your dreams can't be heard

A shallow grave is where I dwell
Buried alive within this cell
A shadow cast upon my fate
Deliver me to the one who waits

Visions of life start to flash
as the dirt rains down
How does your so called god
get off on this

Blackness descending on me
in this hole in the ground
No longer will I see the light of day
The saints are gonna make the sinner pay
And maggots are waiting to feast on my flesh

Suit and tie guy
With his fashion phases
And his quarterly raises
Feels he's better than you and me

Suit and tie guy
Thinks he's real cute
In the bathroom for a toot
Until his nose starts to bleed

Suit and tie guy
I see he always hurries
I know he always worries
He's gonna die of a heart attack

Suit and tie guy
On his way to feeding
Or an important meeting
Just like a car on a track

Suit and tie guy
He travels between stations
With certain destinations
Never varying from that routine

Suit and tie guy
And he'll tell you in one word
That he is insured
And it's not as bad as it may seem

Greedy for blood
Paralysed by power
The decision to die
Tales of terror
Deep in the corner
Passion to kill
Corpse on the ground
Minds starts to chill
A man lies in the corner, covered with blood
Bloody wounds on his body, praying to his god
People pass him by, but they say
Why should we care about him? he will die today
Riot of violence
Find your own way
You must go alone
Kill all next to you
They want the throne
The infectious disease
Is the only life
You're scared to death
Die by their knife
A man lies in the corner, covered with blood
Bloody wounds on his body, praying to his god
People pass him by, but they say
Why should we care about him? he will die today
Brutality and mighty wars, warriors start to fight
With bombs and guns, the troops have come to extinguish the light
I'd rather not go wild tonight, but I must save myself
On a field littered with corpses
Stands a lonely flower
It reminds the world how it was
But we kicked it away with power