Come gather around little children,heres your lesson today
There is no such thing of beautiful land
They're always talking about the 'supreme law'
Well,listen up
Police and the law are so fun to dis-obey
Rebels and riots were never that fun
Just kill them all--
Looking over that sea of blood--
Won't you come for a dance?
The sounds they made,the sounds we hear-
Isn't it ecstasy to our minds?
We always say we're in love but when that day comes-
You just want to kill that bastard.
Is there such thing as love?-Is pain love?
Suffering only comes to greedy ones,children.
If you think of life as-
seems pointless right?
Show it to them all
One day you'll meet someday you hate,come around with a knife or spork
Ask me whats wrong with your life
Well I have one thing to say 'don't listen to me'
Author notes
XD er I was in my morbid personality it's really not about murdering it's about the voices in my head ;P
Written January 23rd, 2006
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