Deceased Chaos - Studio

Daily the scourgae of the Earth
 Chaos brings forth from the womb
 Young souls manifest in the flesh
 I did not ask to be, but then suppressed
 Can a young mind really change
 If it's already been altered at such an age?
 Or is it ordained
 That Its lifetime thought be deranged?
 Daily haunted by past experiances
 That cloud the mind
 Horrid recollections
 Daydreams not so sublime
 So now my thoughts are changed
 Most wander towards homicide
 Some experience flesh
 And some the curiosity of death
 I try to change mty thought everyday
 Try to break the cycle, try to change the chain
 I look in my heart to find a new
 But confusion is all I know
 Daydreams not so sublime
 Most wander towards homicide
 And some the curiosity of death
 My thoughts beat down upon
 Me like a heavy stone
 Even if they break my flesh
 They can't break my soul
 Maybe if I was born
 At another time