in my mind

you want me to un-filter what’s in my mind? to release all fears and troubles from their binds? to untether my darkest, deepest views? all for some vocal competition you choose?

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beware what you wish for is solid advice, for I don’t think you are prepared to face your own vice-s? for my mind is not truly my own, it only mirrors what it has been shown

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and y’all hate to see your true reflection, it’s easier to live with some twisted illusion, where you sleepwalk believing yourselves to be kind, and convince yourselves of your own goodness in your mind,

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but you aren’t good, you are far from that tree, how can you really trick yourself to believe?! just because you are kind in one way, you think it negates the murder for which you pay

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the slaughter and imprisonment of innocent creatures, aren’t on your list of most kind features,

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Are they?

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you chow down on chicken and slurp milk from cow tits, knowing that their babies were hacked into bits,

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you crack foetus’s into pans and cook them fried, but that doesn’t make you even blink an eye,

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Your inability to feel is the only thing that’s real

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Your inability to heal is what makes pigs squeel

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As their throats are cut and bullets fly to their heads

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All while you sleep poorly in your beds,

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Before waking to reach for the fridge you stocked,

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Filled with the carcasses that you bought

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But that’s no reflection on your goodness, surely? It’s not like you took a knife and killed them slowly…

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The lies you tell yourself haunt me so

The world you create

is the hell that unfolds

And forces us all to toil within

The weight of your choices,

The weight of your sin.

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We live on a dying planet in decaying bodies, we call aging ‘normal’ instead of a consequence of our folly’s

All of us were designed to be eternal

Self regenerating &

Healing as normal

But no.

That’s not what you choose.

You would rather just numb yourself with booze.

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And stay blinded to who you actually are

A demon walking earth

Leaving deep wounds and scars

Upon everything precious and truly holy,

YOU are the evil

in front of me

You are the reason for all that I see

You are the reason for the fear in me

Your anger and hate

is the reason I wait

Day after day

In this prison

Your

Apathy and indifference

and lack of ability to share

keeps me living in despair

But you don’t care

Whether anything fair

Because you’re not good

When you are eating animals as food

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Well vocal… you asked for this

You invited my consciousness

You took the risk

So eat this up as you consider the truth

See if you can swallow it down

This time

Or just push it back out of mind

And pretend all is fine

As you keep funding the murder of swine

Of cows

Of sheep

Of baby birds that cheep

So long as it tastes good on your fork

Why should you care to do the work

To change into a being of light

To care about anyone else’s plight?

No.