Blood being spilled
psychopaths running around
like soulless devils plaguing this world
They multiply they're masses
Power by they're unrealistic beliefs
They control the sleeping souls
And try to kill the awaken ones
We don't see
We lay back
And let this be
Only few souls find the truth

We run from our fears
Fears that control and overwhelm our real judgment
When will our awaking be?,
Time still goes by
We see not the unknown or
Right what is in front of our eyes
We torture ourselves with lies
Real suffering is from the truth that was left behind
Shaping our bodies, but not our own minds
Our souls fall victim to ego
In our dream state minds
Making our world and life so distorted
Our soul absorbs that dark control
of the psychopath's mind


by Mary Collier