Fuck Them That Aint Us

 

Fuck them

That aint us

Amen

 

In the pain 

And overflowing

Disdain for

Those we call

Warriors

 

Is the greatest 

Of us

Hiding under

Bushells

Of damage 

And fear

 

Hold them near

Tight

And dear

Drink their

Fear

To understand

The truth

Of your own lives

 

They are your

Reality

Living next door

Your fantasy

Your brutality

Your reality

There

Right fucking

There

 

There so 

You don’t need

To leave your

Xbox

Big screen

Pretend killing

Hatred by proxy

For blood

You’ll never smell

 

Yes.

Enough of it

Smells

Like ten times

Hells iron.

And scarlet becomes

A lie.

And thats why

 

They die

So you can live

Your pretence

But every now

And sometimes then

Look for the ones

Who’s eyes

Swim in the 

Same water

For a brotherhood 

You should learn