The lowest getting lower
I can’t forgive you for what you’ve done
Repercussions and terror inside
In disdain of peril
Far-fetched judgment
And blind discipline
They act so full of pride
I’ve trusted these empty souls
I can’t believe how pathetic they are
So full of s*** and drama
Delirium of the fallen, miserable empty souls
Within this shadowed personality
Pathetic greed at a mere ceremony
Nothing but shame on their faces
Only darkness i find
In disdain of peril
Far-fetched judgment
And blind discipline
Delirium of the fallen
Don’t make a sound while walking here
Delirium of the fallen
Mangle these poems of my forgotten soul