Living Hell

Taking in all I can see
 I can't see what's ahead and I don't want to see what's lying behind
 No way out and no way to stay
 My reason is blind my reason is blind yeah
 Always claim the road revenge
 But the cry for vengeance only seems to lead to spilling more blood
 Who can say how it began
 What really counts is that nobody can say how it will end
 You live in hell - you create hell
 I ask you why, you say - I don't know
 All your brooks they speak of peace
 But, murder and death seem to be the only things you want done
 Must be something out of Kafka's dreams
 A never ending cycle of blood
 Making men killing machines
 Whose only goal is to add to the rising body count
 You claim to kill in the name of god
 For a god of peace he seems to revel in the seasons of blood
 Never think about the end it is easier to hate than to live on in peace
 Unleashed a violent rage
 You don't seem to mind and you don't seem to need a good reason why
 Looking for someone to hate
 I see these lives I see to many lives wasted this way
 All your leaders they are the same
 Now one seeks peace not one seeks peace