May Conviction Force Reckoning

If nature and society grow further apart so rapidly
An acquiescence becomes a suitable decision.

None of his friends saw him desperate
He took the way to corruption
His followers hide their anger
Quite transparently
I'm not a forester i am the narrator
Of a dismal tale
This ends today.

No remorse is final
The aftermath is relentless
Eventually it becomes too real
It ain't no dream just night's own steam
If there's one last wish it is time
To encourage those
Who are the deformed ones the ones who walk out so victoriously
The cold human mind
Measures in units where paper stays trump
It's never over it's never enough
See the torturous truth
The noose is roughly tightening on him.

Cruel hallucinations draw a clear figure
They are superior
The strain on his neck rises slowly
The thinking process is paralyzed.

He's captured anemic and knee-deep in mud
The rain embraces that lifeless stranger.

His heartbeat drops to zero no one will lose a hero
The medal 'round his neck rots alone to pieces
Necrotizing terrifying mesmerizing undisputed this experience is worth it.

The past can prove us constantly the course is always equal
It's chaotic seems neurotic so ironic simply boring.