The death of free thinking

I release the prisoners from there tomb
I crippled there leaders with only a stare
These people had impending doom
With this passive nature I dare

I Torture the dumb in a isolated place
With books of knowledge to there blinding faith
There brains began to run out of space
I am there doom and there wraith

Heads smashed open the meek continue to stand
This is the world without free thought
With so many ill thoughts banned
Something these greedy corperation bought

I held the world by its thread
Releasing it before all free thought was dead

So much pointless dieing

The darkness looms over
I am standing above in a cloud of smoke
That blinding bloodied clover
In a pit of zombies I choke

Creepily walking forward I stare
A lust instance looming on
The body parts lay about; if you began to care
The evil deeds of your first spawn

The feast you lay for us
So much pointless dieing
The grotesque mess you fuss
My hands are dirty; for so many are lying


I stood among the darkest fear
The evil men you misunderstood; were clear