Blind fury with the intention of doing good
I don’t blame them, it’s what so many would
Despair’s beaten them until they can’t stand
In their dreams they see their own free land
One night they noticed their cause of pain isn’t in their paradise
Angered with Good and their view of just being mice
They decide they’ll make a heaven on earth
Beginning with the one’s who started the mirth
Not stopping to cope with scarring the innocent
Fire is shot to their deaths the causes are sent
They discharge at their demons not seeing a human being
Neither seeing that each fate altered is a fate with lost meaning
Everyone questions why and I hope your now sate
All the essence can say is The Hate
All these signs everyone refused to swallow
Too frightened to save these souls so hollow
I think of the hate in the hollow souls eye
And their envy of death, desire to die
I stop in the school hall and their is the hollow soul’s stare
I get a glimpse of the pain too much to bare
I turn away and there is more so many are still there
All watching with the same blank glare
I want them all to know I see them
I wish to deprive pain away from them
But I understand I can’t take this all away
What angers them the most, is no matter what they do neither can they
Those Who Don’t Understand History Are Bound To Repeat It
