Murder

Hear me speak!
As I am the master of one tongue
The thorn in your eye
The mirror of your soul
-Unmerciful be the truth-

Change is near
Change is here
I must fly
I must drown

There is no once upon a time
It is THE time
To rip apart the blindfold
And view the circle of shame

Bizarre, grotesque
Yet embraced
By those inside
-Stones thrown
-Fallen ones kicked
-Searchers pulled down
A circle fed on lies

Change is near
Change is here
I must fly
I must drown

Insiders in; Outsiders out
Strait-jacket given birth
Dreams killed
First degree murder
-And so Thou shalt be condemned-