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Truths are deflected and slaves are elected. world dehumanisation, the age of agressive apprehension. Running your daily lives, so unware of the conspiracy and lies. where do we run, hide, where are we free to die? Where does the bloodshed end, when do we say, "never let this happen again." Like sheep brought to the slaughter, we must be blind and remind ourselves that there is laughter. Kindness remains, agression prevails, such is the world we create. Haven't we had enough, all of the poisonous air we cough. Where do we run, hide, where are we free to die? When does freedom mean to do as you please, when will this catastrophy cease? Writi

I dreamt of creating, of being more this, but this how it is. No future, no past, to this struggle there is no conclussion. I'm done living my illusion, from child 'till now I wanted to be more. It was burning like a fever in my heart, at my core. I don't know what it is that I write, is a waste of time. Is it history that I write or just the means to exceed my misery. Nothing to back me up, nothing to give me a stroke of luck. I guess i'll live up to the nightmare I have rather than to live up to the dream i'll never have. Sometimes I wish I had a magic wand, or a staff, or whatever it is to give me what I want. A war inside my head, to me

A Rise For The New Age. The streets of gold have fallen, the walls of insecurity have grown taller. the face of wealth is what we've all become. Buying our happiness in form of possesions. Eyes shut, mind closed, as we follow the parade of greed. No place for unity as we're falling to pieces. I detest against all we stand for, all that we are. We're so eager to accept, but blind to see the effect. Onwards, the time is nigh, onwards the end of ourselves is in sight. Killing ourselves with lies, and meaningless blight. A rise of power, in fear of the future we cower. It's in our blood, the flow for the rise of a new age. As we're all locked

we leve op de strate, vertelle ons verhale, over vroeg en nou. Da 's altijd interessant, tijde gelijk vroeger ware constant plezant, geen gezeik aan onze kop, gene stress, want toen deek gene klop. Domme dinge proberen, elkaar bezere en bezweren, we ware allemaal een beke zot. Nou zitte we ier allemaal,  werken, zwoegen en sterven voor 't geld, das de enige rede van volwassen zijn die effectief telt. Elken dag 't zelfde, opstaan voor een ander zne winst, draaie in cirkels gelijk een kapot gedraaide schijf, een rede wrm da 'k dees schrijf. Voor te beseffe da we allemaal moete leven, en nie streve naar een ander bestaan, de dinge probere

Our Voice For The Voiceless When the  godless turn to the heavens, when the worshippers turn to earth. From the ashes to our rise, from our greatness to the dust. kept between the black and white, the rewards of persistence are none. Justify, for our existance is why everything will be over and done. We are, the voice, the voice of the voiceless. Our thoughts shall remain left unheard. We are, the sight, the sight of the sightless. Our vission holds a thousand unspoken words. We are, the Heart, the heart of the heartless. The embrace, we are the world, nothing will stop This now. Nothing... When all of our lies become reality, when our trut

A Marvelous Year The summer days are here, nothing to fear, can't you hear? birds singing in the air, on days like these we should cherish everything that's worth our care. Listen to my words, I've said a alot of things but never these, let the beats of our hearts increase, may we never ever cease to be, for the things that I hold most dear, are also the things that I most fear, yeah losing you, and the day that I do, I'll fall and never rise, i'd be forevermore dead inside, but the love that we feel, it keep me alive, it removes all of my demise, it levitates me with ongoing pride, a reason of hope that keeps in this fight called life. At t

One for all and all for one PT I These are the things that make us care, the things we wear, the things that we dare these are the things that make us who we are, like a unhealed scar, remaining and keeping it close to the heart, friends and love, keep living the dream before someone rips it apart. Life isn't a race, it's a maze, unknown and unware what lies in the place we don't want to stare. Dancing around a burning flame, we're not living for the fame, we're not afraid of the pain. Live for today, live a life of your choice and free of the shame. Step outside, feel the sun, this is the mark of new life that has just begun. Do we mar

This shit is ridiculous, everyone's talking about looking fabulous. forgetting what a human being is, put it aside, we're born to die, not to live a life of fassion and egoistic pride. To all those people who live without scars and talk about money and cars. turn up my tv and all I see is people talking about fame, telling childeren below average age it's the way. but they forget what it means to live in a normal society, where most of us have jack shit, it's not like on tv where every human being has the luxery of throwing away money. What media seems to forget is that every day people die in regret, people who forgot what it's like to

As I speak, do you hear me As I see, Do you blind me This constant feeling, is it happiness or is it sadness Are you here, or am I all alone Right now, right here Feel this moment dwelling up within I see, I see, I see Myself turn away, from all the pain the past years, the past fears, all is gone Dreams turn to grey, in my every day I re-awake Drifting on a sea between life and death, a smile and a tear Oh god, tell me: where the fuck do I stand On this torn and broken land All I want, all I ask of you is to hold my hand As the darkess comes Give me light, let hell be undone Oh god, rest my head and let Pandemonium be gone

Tear out our hearts and rip us apart! God are you listening! You created a race worth of nothing! Your inperfect creations are destroying paradise. The apple fell from the tree, into our nest! Planet earth reduced to ash, pandemonium arise. You don't need to remind us we're mortal. Memento mori has no meaning in this world of ruthless killing. We're already dead! Already rotting from within! As our cries reach above the skies into the heavens you sit. with eyes left closed and ears left deaf! Our suffering is the only thing we share, united by pain! But the joy of living together is gone, hopeless, despair replaced our heart. And the bitch c