Step Towards

Rotting in silent rest. Corruptive flesh lifeless body. There's no rest. There's no fucking rest. Taking samples, taking toll. In search for the meaning of. Rotting body once Again. This death last me forever. Everyone waits, they all only have nothing but to Waste. There's nothing more than the corpse head. You'll be the nail In our hand. We'll speak our own mind. This nation works completely. There's enough power To control our own deaths. Rotting In, you'll soon know. Peace of death become of me. Stillborn, rotting for you. Rest in peace at last, finally. We'll all speak our own mind. This nation works completely. And soon we will stand to rule. Until We have our truth. This time, we've been trained with no right. When We you cannot see see. Everything twisted in your head You'll start to lose your mind Real life can't Make you cry It's the ones that are from here And the Ones that stand by one It's the ones that sell me It's the ones that sold me Standing by my soul By the way of their past When you watch them to life It Will be a new Day