Living Hell

Taking in all I can see

I can't see what's ahead and I don't want to see what's lying behind

No way out and no way to stay

My reason is blind my reason is blind yeah

Always claim the road revenge

But the cry for vengeance only seems to lead to spilling more blood

Who can say how it began

What really counts is that nobody can say how it will end

You live in hell - you create hell

I ask you why, you say - I don't know

All your brooks they speak of peace

But, murder and death seem to be the only things you want done

Must be something out of Kafka's dreams

A never ending cycle of blood

Making men killing machines

Whose only goal is to add to the rising body count

You claim to kill in the name of god

For a god of peace he seems to revel in the seasons of blood

Never think about the end it is easier to hate than to live on in peace

Unleashed a violent rage

You don't seem to mind and you don't seem to need a good reason why

Looking for someone to hate

I see these lives I see to many lives wasted this way

All your leaders they are the same

Now one seeks peace not one seeks peace