Independence?

How does it feel to find yourself playing for the wrong team with the stakes so

high?

How does it feel to find yourself so blind to the sin you're diding deep inside?

turn your back on the obvious facts

and watch the city gnash and burn on you

oblivious to your only way out

and now the lifestyles evidences too

independence runs rampant while fire awaits

for burning flesh over-flowing likes sets

without hope of ever seeping through cracks

like a fool so proud of your arrogant

mind set of lusts unspeakable continue to drool

and now so content...implement the tool

exchange for plagues

and given over to shame

your rainbows a symbol

of a smile on a face unforgetable

you look to the skies and smirk

while your choice proves completely regrettable

and lust fills the sleepless nights

thirty five and under the plight to sow invites

you'd better get to bed early

because the dawn's bring light to melt the living penalty

(2X)

and now you want to try to separate

independence from your bonded state

worship your created self

with unnatural debased states of mind for fates erased

with no excuse for ignorance

his nature only proves his existance

uncleanness assumes the image

thats reflecting the far away cry from creation

to the signs of the times sign a contract

providing your soul with destruction

(2X)

and now you want to try to separate

independence from your bonded state