Relenting tactics of your enemy
Razor sharp and a wit not held down by a vice
Vicious in their vision
World control
Food for the rich and trash the poor
No wings for the wax no honey for the work
Their light is relentless
Blinding and no room for forgiveness
its just another word
Like duct tape
And a security for home
Home is not a land how can I claim something that I did not steal
Still its all just fragments
