As the wind picks up I am taken With the rest of the masses Swayed be the torrent Sealed in the seplachure Encased in the tomb Driven by the tide That idly laps on the shore Waiting to be beached From a nobody life existence A boredom mortality Take your hands from my neck Long enough for me to breathe Ive been choking you down For far to long This is not how it should be But we were the ones who put you here We created you with our hunger The thirst we long for To take us away from here From this hell we’ve created Now we need you Like a drug An addiction that cannot be pacified So in exchange for the fix You replace me with yourself And I will become the model citizen Another puppet to set the trend Another slave, from my own willing heart (there is probably some spelling mess ups and junk, but im just to tired to care. This is just a first draft by i dont know how to bend it the way i want, advice and crit is welcome even from you horus, and by the way thank you.)