Beyond Repair

We swam towards the net With no voice or call for grief This cannot all be sustained in this wasteland The mouths are stuffed and I have broke the souls of creation Before our last breath, the blood will forget me We're carelessly breeding They can't forget that we won't last We have the information The rise of our deception Resist infatuation Of your gods and your countries To be free We soaked our eyes in blasphemy To be free We choked our hearts just to keep afloat Awake the martyr Upon the wings of this dissolution We grew the creatures that formed from the warpath Our curse that these streets walk freely forget that Rulers and rejects engage in a false act But we give into this We can't give into this Let's be clear that I'm not here Wasting away the words Wasting the air we breathe We ran the masses 'til the waves ran dry Can it go on This crisis we let happen With every single action of hesitation Don't feed the masses --- Beyond Repair - Johnny Booth