Time for Change

They need someone to end their sorrow

Look at what he's done to this place

Just wish for better days tomorrow

and erase his decieving face

He plays to be innocent and sweet

but his heart doesn't even beat

Hurting the most pure of all

Eventually making them fall

Then trying to help rebuild your wall

Looking for something he cannot find

Something all will have found

Only in his filthy mind

Rage hits and his heart still makes no sound

Patterns in his eyes all but normal

Representing the most obscene

Although he talks and acts formal

His thoughts are a wicked machine

Knows the killers and slaughters

From names to date born

And hides from your sons and daughters

How your world is worn

Light it up like World War IV

And flush us down the drain

Drop the bombs to settle the score

To make the money to gain

Now the fire will rain

Don't follow the one that makes you recede

Don't follow what makes you believe

Fight the one and do NOT recede

Now go and bite the hand that feeds

Original Creation - 6/30/2012