Fighting For Our Innocence
Fighting For Our Innocence
The desire for the flesh
that I despise.
The trap they have put
before our eyes.
Millions fall victim,
to their lies.
Into the lust,
must be baptized.
Stimulating complex systems...
Promote their promiscuity.
Exploit the natural constant rythm.
Add more skism to our sexuality.
What does it take to make blind
people listen, hear what the hashtag
in braille has to say.
Sex is the drug for a spiritually sick
nation. They put their own children
on display.
I'm tired of the doctrine In the
philosophy we practice today.
Everyone's a slave to the corporate
demons of decay.
Promoting constant sexual content,
the corporate American way.
Infidelity is what they're selling you and
me. It's how the elitist's play.
Manipulate our D.N.A.
Genetic alteration's o.k.
Playing God with human clay.
From a natural state, we stray.
Abomination. False elation, the
sensation, just won't last.
Desecration, Of a nation.
Masturbation, Pimp that ass.
The Industry is your master
now get on your knees.
I'll bet you'll take it faster
for a few more twenties.
Sell your body to the creeps
that walk the streets today.
They'll devour your innocence
just like meat, then throw your
ass away.
Your only use, appease their lust.
Sexual Abuse. In lawyers they trust.
There is no excuse, yet they cover it up.
Don't be obtuse, I ain't making this up.
They'll indoctrinate your children
just as soon as your back is turned.
Exonerate the lust that's burnin',
Back room bargains while the court
is adjurned.
They'll put a monetary figure on the
crimes against the soul.
They make their profits bigger,
no one's held accountable.
Taint the written word to justify
their sin and teach the lie.
Write the tainted obsurdity, that
sympathizes with the lust filled eye.
Shred the moral fabric as they
strip our molested bodies down.
Just another tragic story, turn the
channel, turn down the sound.
Maybe if we ignore it,
It'll eventually go away.
As long as it doesn't affect you or me,
we can look the other way.
The invisible bubble of pretense,
won't exempt you from attack.
The system that we live in takes,
but never gives anything back.
I know I've had a lot to say, and
yet, I haven't said enough.
I hope you're hit with the words I've
sprayed, I need you to be tough.
Think real hard about what's been
said, and stand up for what's right.
We wouldn't have to mourn our dead,
and children would be safe at night.