Mohamed Hussien

hecth616:

Fed up

What’s the definition of “good”?

Socially accepted terminology to set us in the mood

Criticize the common, but praise the odds

Doesn’t even matter if odds mean worse

Corpses crawling day by day

Gates of knowledge and depravity on our hands

Mirror’s reflection showed nothing today

Another faceless corpse smoking another day

Gone by

If there was any other way to stay alive

I would rather to jump inside the black hole where my fragments are

If there was any other way to rip this reality apart

I would tear it up with my own hands

Another day fed up

Another day of you

And I’ll collapse

Is this some sort of doctrine spreading across?

Not a single being questioning if we’re lost

Accept the fact that you’re there, we are here

Don’t blame us, blame destiny

Stand up to fight, that’s your right

In the end, a head falls and 10 more rise

Because manipulation is the art of giving a taste

Becoming preys and hunters to pass another day

Gone by

If there was any other way to stay alive

I would rather to jump inside the black hole where my fragments are

If there was any other way to rip this reality apart

I would tear it up with my own hands

Another day fed up

Another day of you

And I’ll collapse