Theorem The Truth Serum - a state of entropy(poetry slam)

Theorem The Truth Serum - a state of entropy(poetry slam)

You better back you actions with morals br But instead you are a chief br who cooks up inedible morsels br Laser points aimed at your torso br Just step aside cause no one will take the bullet br You're as fresh as an uncut mullet br Swept into the dust pan to be thrown away br But somehow you stay br Yo serve us the beginnings of the Apocalypse br Our seas become blood br And begin to flood br We are the ruins that we serve on a platter br Filled with saucers and cups br thrown around by a mad hatter br Who's ego won't shatter br Stones thrown at this stubborn window br That stands as a symbol br Of tyranny and purgery br We need to remove you by scalpel and surgery br I put on the mask and begin to breathe br But some how this blade goes dull and you will not leave br I would pray but they are never answered br You keep on growing and it grows like cancer br With murderous results br Revolt br Turmoil br We are in a state entropy br I feel evil souls trying to enter me br But my will won't allow it br The strongest thing that I have control of br And my will chooses to love br So be at peace and maybe one day you will learn br that the world is not here to just burn br It is here to live br and we are here to give br Not take br hopefully one day, br this habit you will breakbr br Theorem The Truth Serumbr br


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

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