Chaos
one more time for old times sake
a forgivable insult is hurled
a few fingers will then create
unforgivable actions in an unforgivable world
and it will only be the helpless who have to run
and only the innocence will be afriad
and only the crooked will hold the gun
that ends the fear and brings the grave
and while outsider talk of whats to be done
and send messages mentioning help and pain
they’ll all be forgotten before they’re begun
for some where else will begin to burn again
for a while they give it their focus and give it their all
and they’ll give it their sadness and aid
but everything you take will leave you no richer than before
for in blood and dependence your debt will be paid
