Tartaros

by Ares   Jul 22, 2009


When will you break down?
when will you yield?
dawns upon annihilation,
we just want to cope.

when you break down?
when will you yield?
please state your destination,
all we want is peace.

you spread your words,
drape them in poison,
who's to know what you're really up to.

you tell us to forget our war,
it makes my heart feel sore,
a million laws and restrictions,
cannot defeat the hearts of the poor.

when will you break down?
when will you yield?
dawns upon annihilation,
we just want to cope.

I walk toward the court-room,
judged for crimes of freedom.

you're standing right outside my cell-block.

before I claw my way out,
she said,
make sure you pay attention,
to your brothers in detention.

Maria...
guide me...
Maria...
guide me...

since when have you stood outside my cell block?

warming dungeons,
come out in darkness to pretend.
the time has come to make us spill our guts.

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