Beyond The Horizon
by The Dead Unknown· from Hope's Last Breath
Weakened minds accept the lies
Packaged for mass consumption.
Fuck your weakness.
Die for something real.
Do you know where your money's gone this time?
All your sense of pride; I have another word
Addiction
Your lack of questioning
Binds your life
To their wall
Of false hope
In a man penned myth.
My mind is my only saviour.
Drown in your own lack of free thought.
The day will come
Where you will choke on your own hypocrisies.