

Omnissiah MachinaOmnissiah MachinaOmnissiah Machina
Have we become machines? Driven by daily routine The protocol of paycheque The dreary mindless state That has become existence Are we automatons? Mechanical parodies of life Is this the sum of what we are? Is our world so two dimensional That we hear not what our spirit screams For the spirit is alive
And its life is strong So we can escape the Confines of reality To become the power That is… The ghost in the machine
May 05


March MarchMarch
March us into conflict March us into war March us to the battlefield And all its bloody gore March us ‘til we fall March us ‘til we're dead Then pick us up T


When Will it EndWhen Will It EndWhen Will it End
Friday night's intoxication; Feeling tight no relaxation; Emotions high strained to the point Of exploding.
Conflict starts no explanation. Cruel words in heated conversation. Fist lets fly with no thoughts taken. The blow rings home.
In a pool of blood there's revelation Invoked through screaming damnation Pleasures divide once lighter souls Shattering dreams.
What happened to love's relation Which was shared in jubilation Why do hearts grow so cold as to
Cause so much pain.
Once pure home
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Cheers ~ S.A.S.
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Blessed are they who can laugh at themselves for they will never cease to be amused.
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~Nashoba Hostina
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Hey, I know where we are! We're in that place where I didn't know where we were before.
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