Dark days have beset upon us
gone are the times of Abel, the present era is of Cain
to think that people would go so far as to
loot and kill just for their gain
scores are duped of their money and sweat
all their effort and toil gone in vain
still no one bats even an eyelid
And they call me insane
They prowl and plunder the entire world
spread only destruction and pain
they say they are Prometheus reborn
but truth is they are Hades, only evil whose hearts contain
the world is just a chessboard to them
merely a child's game
they manipulate us at every step
still they call me insane
Their shirts gleam white
yet covered in a blood red stain
it would fill an entire graveyard
if we count all the bodies they've slain
we need to put an end to their reign
until then we hang our heads in shame
because if we cant punch them straight in the face
then its true we are insane
Its time to quench this reign of terror
bring an end to this life of concordant disdain
to rip off their bloodthirsty roots forever
that should be our only aim
we'll forge a world where we live in peace
a place where we can enjoy the sweet summer rain
V stands for vendetta, they need to understand
then they'll really know who is insane
-Arch
16/2/2011
