World policemen of disorder
Crying wolf at simple emotions
Reality of time; life is vicious
They carve out hearts to toss into oceans
Principles of laws written wrong
Their social gain of destroying another’s life
Interstates beheaded by the dozen
Haunting these lives so filled with strife
Commerce of blood but not ideas
Unusual hatred fills lives like arrows
Damned people crucified for depression
A fight enacted to escape the sorrows
Flying toward the dawn of a new age
Broken wings and piercing barbs fly
Yet truth is found in standing from the ground
Mankind is imperfect, yet its why we try
The broken and abused will stand together
Hatred of self fighting with hatred of pain
Joined by the hands of doubt of the enemy
For without painful trials we find no gain
Satisfaction of elimination of foolish faults
Thy scars are badges of honor not shame
Fought through the challenge to survive
Comrades, remember that your life is not a game
Stand tall through others hatred to tell the tale
For through the destruction of pieces of you; created is you the victor.