Caught in this darkened cult
We are all equal without a fault.
Dangerous liaisons we must do.
Plenty of hunger coming through.
What are we gonna face
Another challenge to embrace.
Balded heads and beady eyes
Those are our alibies.
The scent of anguished wannabes.
They will never measure up to running free.
We will catch them before they escape.
Hunger heading towards their hate.
There will never be to much of us.
One more to the list will never be enough.
We hang our heads in pitied sins.
One more of us will begin.
We take more then what we get.
But the outcome we will never regret.
Follow us, and we will follow you.
To the end of whatever you knew.
Play us for a priceless fool.
That's when we will lose our cool.
You will never be able to reach our vigorous darkened mind.
Challenge our conquest and we will conquer what's left behind.
But you will die a fool
From hell, a group that lost its cool.
©terrylin53
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