something written on Nov. 10, 2005

[crimsonwaves]

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I've seen the type of people who hold the evil shit in;
they walk around this twisted earth, their bodies are souless,
their mind repeats the evil deeds.
God sent that angel down, the money hungry demons knocked him around...
Can't stand the days in which nothing good proceeds,
they have gone around and planted those devilsh seeds.
They sprout from streets and in the humble neighborhoods,
they have infected your brain like pumping novacaine.
Every beat is re-arranged, they sell the guns and expect those high expectations.
This earth is half way faded,
more and more each day.
the devils getting his unrighteous ways.

The voice of the undergrounds gotta change this dysfunction....

~a

possibly unfinished.. maybe I will work on it at a later date : )