Still Born, Again Cryptic Slaughter

Uneasy feelings

Which way to turn

Lost in the maelstrom

Starting to burn



Madness surrounds toy when caught up with

Minds so confused



And so I sit

Pitcher in hand

And so I fill

This glass that stands



Chaos controlling with minds that are robbed

Of their wills



Children of the earth

See not their worth

- Wasting their lives

In vain, in pain

- It is no surprise

Stillborn again



Another cig

I slump my head

This here soul

Mistaken dead



Maybe tomorrow well all find a way to escape
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