#1
"Wasteland"

Hole punched through the wall
Lets my eye descend on that wilting garden.

Weeds choking dead harvest,
Soil as dry as human bones,
Scavengers circle wasteland tarnish,
Sun burns with hatred alone.
Serphant of hysteria speaks
In tounges of dead friends gone.
Seeds of promises, temptation,
And lies wither on.

Damage has been done.
The feelings of few is the concern of one.

Vapor of hope inhailed.
Feast upon table scraps
In a prison cell.

Damage has been undone.
The feelings of few is the concern of none.

I'm not giving up this time.
Music is a weapon. Use it wisely.


"So retire the ships, the final voyage was his ..."


Quote by kaktusnpoop (on Norma Jean)
I think they use Botch guitars tuned to drop Botch.
#2
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Music is a weapon. Use it wisely.


"So retire the ships, the final voyage was his ..."


Quote by kaktusnpoop (on Norma Jean)
I think they use Botch guitars tuned to drop Botch.
#3
I love your lyrics but it jus needs to be a little longer personally if it waslong it would be more gripping