Constituting the idea to change… Trying to transform imperfection… Creating a façade to hide the chaos… Believing he died for us… Nailed to his cross… So subtle the movements… To busy to understand… The lies that are brought unto us… Fabricating stories to carry us… Leaning on our crutches of faith… Enlightening ourselves by our gods… Betraying the truth to cower in fear Now do you realize our freedom? Our freedom to be forced. Defects of birth bestowing imperfection… Nations creating hatred, Consuming peace between races. I have a dream of failed possibilities… It’s impossible to change, Everyone and everything Impossible to change… A corrupt leadership in a blasphemous state. Cannibalistic community of unworthy creatures, Living in a world decaying and broken. Angels and demons fighting, To the rhythm of a golden trumpet. Along the gates of heaven, War against a horde of minions. Give in to reality, The end is near. Edit: Redone.
mmm...lets see you seem to gain a direction about a third way through and i like the direction that it takes. personally i would change the first part to make it fit more with the rest. but if you just kind of wrote this in one go, it shows that you have incredible insight and i have to admit, i am alittle jealous of that. as usual you write fantastic work and it is always a pleasure to read it!
Thank you. I wrote the first 4 lines right before I posted this, but the rest I wrote in one go. I'm changing it a little bit, I'll post the edited version once I'm finished.
Constituting the idea to change… Trying to transform imperfection… Creating a façade to hide the chaos… Believing he died for us… Nailed to his cross… So subtle the movements… To busy to understand… The lies that are brought unto us… Fabricating stories to carry us… Leaning on our crutches of faith… Enlightening ourselves by our gods… Betraying the truth to cower in fear Now do you realize our freedom? Our freedom to be forced. Defects of birth bestowing imperfection… Nations creating hatred, Consuming peace between races. I have a dream of failed possibilities… It’s impossible to change, Everyone and everything Impossible to change… A corrupt leadership in a blasphemous state. Cannibalistic community of unworthy creatures, Living in a world decaying and broken. Angels and demons fighting, To the rhythm of a golden trumpet. Along the gates of heaven, War against a horde of minions. Give in to reality, The end is near.
oooh, this is soo much better! this is really good, really powerful. i love it! god, i wish i could write like this!!!