GLORY?
The kid on the edge
Watches while others frolic
He stares blankly
Envious of popularity
Astounded by
Cultural freedoms
Ideologically apart
Even from those who he would have as brother
Saddened and lonely
The speck among a world of frivolity
Spitting the dummy
He envy's them their toys
Hostages taken
Women, girls and boys
Any excuse
Murderous intentions
I do this for my god
Not because I have been soaked in falsehoods
Born in another time
Perhaps able, to make up his own sweet mind
Circumstances impaled him
To the banner of the chosen? ones.
On the periphery
Looking through ornate glass windows
He cannot look too closely
The curtains drawn
The curtains drawn
In my prophets name
I sever your head
Hate filled
Now they are dead
Now they are dead.
FOR GLORY?
The innocents bled
Red in red
AGL
Watches while others frolic
He stares blankly
Envious of popularity
Astounded by
Cultural freedoms
Ideologically apart
Even from those who he would have as brother
Saddened and lonely
The speck among a world of frivolity
Spitting the dummy
He envy's them their toys
Hostages taken
Women, girls and boys
Any excuse
Murderous intentions
I do this for my god
Not because I have been soaked in falsehoods
Born in another time
Perhaps able, to make up his own sweet mind
Circumstances impaled him
To the banner of the chosen? ones.
On the periphery
Looking through ornate glass windows
He cannot look too closely
The curtains drawn
The curtains drawn
In my prophets name
I sever your head
Hate filled
Now they are dead
Now they are dead.
FOR GLORY?
The innocents bled
Red in red
AGL
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