Left: To Conquer

Keep searching for answers
To preyers that shall never come
For he witholds from the likes of you
Just as he does the starving and the sold to slavery whore
But you think your comfort is worth more
A prejudice of belief I sarcasticly adore

Left to conquer
Right to inner apathy
A quest from a question
Test your will to walk again

I leave my foot inside the door
So I can scream words beyond threshold
But I shall never walk inside them again

Embrace the coming sickness of sadness
Sell your belongings to live forever
Or expell every breath and wait for your maker
To answer peyers spent forever waiting for