My Revenge

Breaking me down
I'll be back with my revenge
Its merely a distraction from your focus
A hidden test of your absorption inside the crime
How far your minds linger inside a cable line
If it should collapse more than our backs against a wall

Hearts written on a canvas don't even exist
In your living tissue walking skeleton remains
Could a mode of caring ever be displayed
Tragic lose of a kidnapped child is today's gossip
But the 3rd world in your own streets is ok

Only whats televised can distract our hearts from inner focus
5 more troops die and its ok thats part of an expected casualty compilation
Adjusted for each mission and a plan could never be a crime
But if a celebrity should die losing such a soul is a devastating shame

Breaking me down
I'll be back with my revenge
Its merely a distraction from your focus
A hidden test of your absorption inside the crime
How far your minds linger inside a cable line
If it should collapse more than our backs against a wall

Whatever forecast of children dying in the 3rd world in their hay cradle
Its ok, as long as your child, cousin, or nephew doesn't die
The kidnapped television child is where our hearts remain
Fuck the world outside our comfort bubble box

Their corpse pile building up a sky scraper
Now your mind is at the edge if you aren't a fool such lyrics are a sign
That your awake and dreaming in a world all your own
Compiling a list from your bed of manufactured roses to care for
A listed one lay dying shall bring you to the edge of caring
Choose now or forever remain silent your whole being thus a crime