Judging by the looks of it
I believe it's out of hand
I hate, I loath, I'm full of fury
Ignorant as I am
Illusive pictures on the wall
Remind me where I belonged
As judgement days are getting closer
My actions still stand alone
The way back is blocked
And the road is dark
Facing future weapon free
Insecure for eternity

For when I return
Through the sea of black
Cross the road
And jump the wall
Insanely shooting an empty clip
And cursing those
Whom it's there fault
Guilty of crimes of telling lies
Of crying words, of speaking prayers
And praying crys...