The Golden Child

Kaleden İndim

I just want to rage quit out of life,
There is nothing here for me,
just strife,
I want to go over to where it is fun.

What's over there?
Oblivion!
But damn it looks fun.
This is what I will become.

I need to run.
Hide.
I have faced all the rules,
now,
I want to break them.

There is a rebellion in me,
it is growing, you will see,
Can I stop it? No,
But do I really want to though?

FUCK THE WORLD.

STOP IT.

I  WANT TO GET OFF.

After that mess of a life I presented,
I will leave quietly,
no silly things no games,
just quiet departure, I promise.

Thank you Ladies and Gentlemen
For being there.

Rage Quit

Everything is in turmoil,
I want to try and rectify this.
But I can't
I am fucked.

My life used to be so stable,
So calm and complete.
But my mind now fractures this,
and it is in retreat.

Retreat from people.
Retreat from sound,
Retreat from just anyone,
I cannot stand to be around.

Fight......

I must fight myself,
to stay in the game,
focus on the goal,
keep it in frame.

Wouldn't it be nice,
If we all just got along?
THATS WHY...
I made this song.

Retreat from people.
Retreat from sound,
Retreat from just anyone,
I cannot stand to be around.

That could be you.
I wont tell you,
But the look I give you,
WILL.

I am dying to be alone,
yet needing people by my side,
I do not want to leave this place,
I want to survive.

Dying alone inside,
but just staying alive.
It's not life for me,
It's just what will be.

Retreat from people.
Retreat from sound,
Retreat from just anyone,
I cannot stand to be around.

Just don't come near me.
I am dangerous.
To idiots that talk to me.
Make sure you think first.

Just don't talk to me.
Just don't interact with me,
Leave me be,
Just let me die alone.

Retreat

I am coming home.

Coming home.

Late at night,
or early morning,
I feel the same,
I have a calling,

To follow my path,
But it is grim,
will it be god or him
That lets me in?

I just don't want to know.
I cannot find my feet,
The secrets of life are out there,
Out of my grasp, outta my reach.

I am going down,
but some how,
The ship beneath me,
Refuses to drown.

So just die.
The honorable thing to do,
Is just die.
Fall on your sword.

But I have friends,
That contest to this,
They just think,
This is madness,

They may be right,
I maybe wrong,
All I know is,
I am not strong.

My heart bleeds,
but I do not die,
I must give this,
another try.

Then friends stand up and say,
You are loved please dont go away,
you will be missed on this Earth,
I don't know why because I',m a jerk.

Maybe I am just over all of it now,
The lights do not shine
so brightly how,
is this possible in this day?
I ask as I quietly slip away.

Coming Home

Born into a world of lies
Imprisoned by our corporate lives
Live to work
Work to die
Born to serve the parasites.

Work and pay, and work and die.
All for their bottom line.
Toil and work and pay and die,
All for their bottom line!

Bled and drained to fuel the machine,
With greed as far as the eye can see.
Lost our homes and lost our lives,
To the vultures. To the parasites.

Work and pay, and work and die.
All for their bottom line.
Toil and work and pay and die.
All for their bottom line!

They have trained us from the start
To be dumb not smart
They want a system of slaves,
Too stupid to know their cage.

Fed and trained by the machine,
With greed as far as the eye can see,
Lost our homes and lost our lives,
To the vultures,
To the parasites.

"This is not a test.
This is the emergency broadcast system
Announcing the commencement of the annual corporate sanctioned cleanse.
By the law of our great nation.
You have been granted permission to purge.
Please make way for the most important day of the year.
The beginning of the end."

This is not a test

Lyrics:

Echoes from the sky

[Verse] 1
Shadows hum where the steel birds fly 
Shahed whispers
 A vulture’s cry 
Wings of fire Tearing the sky

[Chorus]
 Drones Shahed 
Missiles Kinzhal 
Kalibr screams 
A deadly call 
Porteurs de mort 
They take it all 
The sky weeps 
The earth will fall

[Verse 2] 
Smoke and silence 
The ground it shakes 
Dreams dissolve as the morning breaks 
Ashes fall The heart it aches

[Prechorus] 
Who decides 
Who holds the string 
When did angels lose their wings

[Chorus]
Drones Shahed 
Missiles Kinzhal 
Kalibr screams 
A deadly call
 Porteurs de mort 
They take it all 
The sky weeps 
The earth will fall

[Bridge] 
Iron vultures 
Prophets of pain 
Echoes linger 
A metal rain 
Who will count the cost again

The Golden Child

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