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Rotten teeth

In the mouth of society

The smell of death

The sweet scent of the unforgiven

Claiming your direction

Would be the path

Wether you decide

Follow or languish

It’ Hobsons choice

Eat or die, as it ever was

And forgiveness is the price

Corrupt interaction in disbelieve

And religion the yarn beliefe

I envy the incomplete

I envy the numb

Because only spoken words

Can poison your mind

A rotten teeth

In the mouth of society

And it only can be pulled

By extinction

Infected brains, never will be healed

As words fill up with concrete

And suppresses everything

That was claimed as a soul

Like lambs on shambles

Starving in hunger and lust

But depressed in believe and trust

Cut of limbs that once were dreams

Or at least seemed to be dreams

Kill me before its too late