The violence must end the harsh politics, got victims locked up br Selling off laws like it’s not a conflict, shootouts still ensue br They can’t agree on how to handle it, while so many die br Most trying to make a movement, wondering if followers down to ride? br Or are they going to watch as the slugs fly? br Hollow tip shells cry, while the gun in due time jam like it had a mind br On it’s own like it had a brain realizing they are the instrument of pain br Wish I was a beast momentarily so I can attack the governments with my fangs br What will that accomplish? Government seriously can’t believe they can tame br The people their chances at stopping us are feeble, we are far more lethal br Ripples in the ocean and sky, while priest wish they could fly to escape br The people in the masses wish they could levitate br Violent rebels’ misled, kicking caskets open and relieving themselves when they pray br Glancing at people the victims as they wish were awake, could rise, and be alive br They wish to frame? We wish to relieve the blame? But that won’t help things change br Let’s increase the pursuit that is at the rear of our range, direct our pain to their pain br Sounds cold but I am sure souls would agree if they could talk but the bodies are soulless br Bodies lay no one but their former selves, just a cold coffin br Doctors excavating bodies like they having a corpse auction br Hope the future reduce the young men and women death rate br Can’t lose faith, through the years we must get smarter br If not we will only get farther, lives saved is a mans kingdom br A dying mans past, hopefully newborns are happy to be here at last br And don’t have to grow up fast, or suffer in pain br Or work harder than the generation in which he camebr br Leland Wrightbr br