You had anger pulsed rage unexplored pathways limitless boundaries a voice above the dim screaming so loud and now you are the masses you used to run so fast where were you going no where ive seen the path you took it leads in circles coutner productive exhausted by your slavery you are broken nothing new preach words you no longer believe in stale words are empty as your heart your lies breed hatred and contempt on grasping we wont help as your consumed into nothing your lies defeat your purpose your purpse is only lies