Powerdrug

Damnation;
is all that the world cares about.
Through eternity there has been but one truth:
to search, to find. to destroy.
That's not just us, but whoever roams the earth.
Every moment in life counted, every second ticks less as u move ahead.
Not a stone left unturned in the search for freedom.
A word that no longer holds the meaning it once held
We are but whores to the search for freedom:
swaying in its scent, dancing to its power, misguided through life.
Isn't it obvious that freedom is a myth?
Then why the centuries of bloodshed?
You find reason in the back of your mind,
in the voices that tell you to forge your sword.
The voices lie, as do those around you.
One little foray into what man can do unto himself
and man knows what he is capable of.
Yet there are others who stop at nothing to make fools of themselves.
No reason is a good one to suffocate the children,
No reason good enough to explain why the women suffer.
No reason why at all man should power through
while making the innocent pay.

Its not what you know that makes u a man.
Its who you are underneath all that .
Power is a drug
and one whiff of the wrong one will lead but unto death.
inevitably.
invariably.
understandably.
forcefully.

Every man faces the one question at every point in his life:
which path do I take?
Little knowing that there is always a choice,
its never a dead end.
There is no one who can bound another in chains forever.
Nobody is entitled to his life being taken away.
Man plays God, while worshipping an idol of a different kind.
The earth beneath bleeds it out for what man's happiness and woes.
In the eternal search for what is his,
man has destroyed not just his but the One who gives him life.

Saturation.
Redemption.
Salvation.