True Violence

A public window to the back of a lack of a conscience No deliverance in sight A burned out face unlaced, the time is upon us The lies spit in spite Seared to the back of my mind, bloodied visions stain Dark skies spawn from greed stained bigotry Black bled vein Will beaten from all mankind Bleak forests of flesh and vine Dust, dust is all that's left A public window to the back of a lack of a conscience No deliverance A burned out face unlaced, the time is upon us Your lies spit Beaten burned, burned down to the ground A whole peoples way of life bagged and drowned Backed into a corner, no escape in sight My eyes bleed in horror, the final slight Violence begets violence An equal opposite, the tides roll back out Violence begets violence Look back at your wake and witness the damage done Time to see that the price is paid An eye for an eye leaves at least you in pain Restitution will be made Chances passed, pardons cashed Grovel in fucking vain True violence True violence And all the terror that comes with it