My Holocaust

by Daniel Solomon   Nov 2, 2004


A bunch of breakdowns and obscenities.
Failures, liars, nothing’s true to what it used to be.
Caught in the struggle, no use to stay.
Plans laid out for the immortal envisage.
Following through to the end or your existence.
Doesn’t matter now your just apathetic.
Images of the king soon realized.
Little peasants, no need to empathize.
Put your lives in the hands of the heretic.
Learn to calculate the statistics.
Watch human beings across the world become frenetic.
Angels in heaven turn into kamikaze fanatics.
No reason to start thinking about being suicidal.
Killing your neighbors. You’ve turned homicidal.
Your family, your friends, your people. It’s become genocidal.
It’s not digesting right. I’ve killed your metabolic.
Regurgitated parasites, the bile pours and your abolished.
Nothing ever ends, and nothing is ever finished.
Tainted war starts the massacre of the masochists.
Nothing could have prepared me for the prejudice of the human race.
My hate can be found, even when I go to war against this race unscathed.
Breaking away from the aspect that is lost.
Just give up and give your soul to the unholy god.
Die for God, die for Jesus, die for me. Die for the cause.
Destroy your goals, stop for nothing, die for my holocaust!

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