Burn
Put in a closet to be the undead
Kept in a box with breathing holes
Tied to a pole to entertain
Playing with a noose in a freak show
Seed of resistance began to grow
I can't take it anymore
Turning down the spat out venom
Shattering my broken mind
Strip me of my self
Set my loves on fire
Everything I have
Crush it into dust
Degrade everything
For what I ever cared
Replace my thinking
With narrow minded lust
Where should be love's no place for hate
I can't rule a broken heart
Life never has a single frame
You can't force your truth over mine
Yet the shackles debilitate
And shadows say the fault is mine
Became my vision fragmented
Were they ever there at all?
Strip me of my self
Set my loves on fire
Everything I have
Crush it into dust
Degrade everything
For what I ever cared
Replace my thinking
With narrow minded lust
All the sounds I hear
And colors that I paint
Rags that I weave
And chains that I wear
Eyes of an evil pope
Wood logs on the wall
Erase everything
And replace with your own
Dullness
Love for violence
Art for ignorance
Wisdom for stupidity
Rest for slavery
Books for pornography
Music for silence
Style for comformity
Vision for blindness
Kept in a box with breathing holes
Tied to a pole to entertain
Playing with a noose in a freak show
Seed of resistance began to grow
I can't take it anymore
Turning down the spat out venom
Shattering my broken mind
Strip me of my self
Set my loves on fire
Everything I have
Crush it into dust
Degrade everything
For what I ever cared
Replace my thinking
With narrow minded lust
Where should be love's no place for hate
I can't rule a broken heart
Life never has a single frame
You can't force your truth over mine
Yet the shackles debilitate
And shadows say the fault is mine
Became my vision fragmented
Were they ever there at all?
Strip me of my self
Set my loves on fire
Everything I have
Crush it into dust
Degrade everything
For what I ever cared
Replace my thinking
With narrow minded lust
All the sounds I hear
And colors that I paint
Rags that I weave
And chains that I wear
Eyes of an evil pope
Wood logs on the wall
Erase everything
And replace with your own
Dullness
Love for violence
Art for ignorance
Wisdom for stupidity
Rest for slavery
Books for pornography
Music for silence
Style for comformity
Vision for blindness
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Writer(s): Eliška Kosíková
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