The Execution Forevermore

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No I don't want to talk calm

I want to talk of the pain we feel

I want to clench my fists

Dig my nails into my palm

Remind myself this is all real

Give up on this random list

Nobody can get the gist

I'm not annoyed--I'm bloody pissed!

This world is going to crap

Nobody seems to give a scrap

I feel like I already ran this lap

But nothing ever changes

I can give all these reasons

All these words

But everyone only rages

I don't want it to be like this

I don't want us to destroy these worlds

We are the executioners

We hold the sword

We are the viewers

Under a higher lord

We are the executed

We are the persecuted

We hold the sword over our own dam heads

As we follow the orders of our doomed thoughts

Stuck in the cycle of war

The execution forevermore

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