Everything is fucking written
You all walk, las, heavy steps
You all walk, without even believing in your path/way
This fucking life, ignorance swallowed for good
She will fall into this gaping hole that you dug
Without even filling it
Get out of these paved roads
With the skulls of the ignorants who built them
They crack under your feet
There will never carry you
This soporific fall sounds/ rings like this cycle which surrounds you
Stop praying authority.
Free your mind
Blind monk coated in gold.
Singing mercy, one more cross showing at the void
Look! Don’t you see?
This stick that you reach out to get beaten
Call labor, work.
It’s on the stick of the devil that you are leaning on.
You would kill for her
Like you were taught to do.