Burning Atmosphere
They cut down the trees to make the paper to burn, after all that's happened, they still won't learn.
Harm the things that keep life going, lie about the effects, lie about knowing.
They make everything synthetically isn't that odd? It's not about helping, they're trying to be God.
A word that they made to show absolute power, they call themselves such and speed up the final hour.
Take your money and your greed, tell people what to think and tell them what they need.
I'll be in another realm before man becomes extinct by their own hand, I'm already gone but all of you are damned.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 11-12-12
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