Tools In The Blood Shed

rotting strains. of still-born life
 as it slowly replicates a dead hero
 from its shattered memories
 fear of change. will be our le-ga-cy... yeah...
 abstain. from all. and needless things
 obtain. a genuine connection
 tearless. eyes shut. but feeling less horror
 shielded. from the human condition
 so we. consume
 multiplying ignorance for spawn
 looking less like children
 more and more. like. waste!
 fear of change. will be our le-ga-cy
 as we slowly die in shame with no. heroes
 no one alive to believe in anymore...
 ANNNYYYMOOORRE!
 burn out. the lights. plunge helpless deeper
 into. the shadows of a prophecy
 destroy. with fingers. from soulless agendas
 we are. the eaters of the dead
 enjoy. pieces. of tyranny
 goes down smooth with oppression
 death to those who oppose a little revolution
 this said...
 i know the reasons why we should...
 i know the changes that we could...
 but you won't change
 and they won't change
 nothing this powerful ever changes
 without the innocents' blood shed
 without american blood shed
 without your children's blood shed
 without your precious blood shed!
 revolution -- can only truly be known
 by someone -- unafraid
 of spilling blood
 revolution -- can only truly be known
 by someone -- unafraid
 of spilling blood