Crucified Inc.

Okay, so first off...long time no write. Been a hectic few weeks, busy with school (not really actually, I just say that) really just been busy with my gf. But like yall care so to the poetry: I got bored in class, so I wrote this..I think it sucks, but oh well.

Crucified Inc.

Their monument to humanity,
Burned into your mind
The crucifix, will drive your insanity
They'll hang you up and out and let the pain tear you blind.

Left alone, strapped to the post
A symbol of their cruelty
Fuck them, because you're wiser than most
No this isn't Jesus, this is everyone
Big bolt through your wrists,
Breast to the sky. Sizzling. Begins to roast.
The world needed them, they will be miss't.

What's this madness about? What is the point?
It's to get rid of everyone, who opposes their thoughts.
Everyone who stands out against the rest, stick them perpindicular to the ground until the vulchars no longer land.

what is this write about? Even I cannot say
It flows from pencil to paper without any prodding from my mind
The best I can tell you, is about pain everyday.

We are crucified united, everyone. No one. All around, no where. We have no leader, we have no hooded followers.
We just follow our minds, our beliefs, and no other influences.
I am pained from the world. I write from pain, and am pained from writing.
I invite you to follow your mind, evil it may be. Yes, be fair to your mind.
Yea, bring your own cross.