Origins

The world is a beautiful place
Full of smiles and frowns and crowns that hath no thorns
Life is an oblivious race
Where our conscious threads are pecked by birds of prey

And the building blocks crumble
One by one and four by four
Slaves that crawl by their masters’ feet
While demons dance for something more

Proclivity for the mysterious unknown
While we balance our minds on the edge of a defaced sanity
The longevity of legacy is untold
An eye for an eye and blood for a shattered soul’s light

The human origins of our dark condition
To sin in the name of a greater salvation
To cripple the weak so the greater evil can seek
The riches and earthly treasures of futile pleasures

The peace you leave behind
The love you rape and hide
The power you must defile
The will of idiosyncratic sanguinity

Jigsaws in a burning Eden
Piece it together it’s a pretty picture
Milk your wounds in hopeless doom
Confess for those who cannot speak
Regress like the insects that cannot think
Humanity the puppets of disparity

Have you ever wondered why the world is such a beautiful place?
Have you ever wondered why the lost sheep can never return home?
Have you ever wondered why the broken need no fixing?
Have you ever wondered why life is an oblivious race?