from dusk till dawn, let's celebrate death once again from the breakfast table to our dinner's plate call it tradition, whatever you like... i call it irrational and brutal because we are dancing these days disguised as rational human beings armed with knives in our hands... we kill everyday like cavemen in disguise with our own hands tainted with innocent blood slicing skin once again, we drip blood from filthy money depending on corporations that are selling us death we drop our heads in conformity as tears and screams are released again we live in apathy and we live in denial we take one step forward and two steps back yet we still call ourselves civilized to close your eyes, to close your heart is like denying the beauty of life itself