As ire is spawned, vengence is sworn.
Another body bled, another dead skin shed.
For granted it shall be taken,
Our capacity to interact
A perfect expectation
Defiled by observed fact.
A shrouded barrier
Too inherent for the mind to percieve
Emotions ensure that
the long term hopes are bereaved.
Affirm your belief, hopes are bereaved.

Another body bled, another dead skin shed.

Are we striving for
An unattainable goal?
Countless years of exertion
And what have we got to show?
Others wrongs internally blamed,
Our own externally caused.
Our minds too feeble to
Change and reap the rewards.

Hopes are bereaved
Another body bled, another dead skin shed