I'm not trying to twist people's heads around. I'm not trying to say, "Believe in me."
We're going off the rails on a crazy train.
Execution halts your breath, helter skelter spiral death.
Conceived in anger, addicted to hate, the mutant child of a twisted state.
One thing that does confuse me, is that there are more religions in this world than ever, yet there's only supposed to be one God.
He protected his feelings in walls he imagined, but castles crumble exposing the frightened child.