Please, Enter This World - by Erik Smith
the crowd goes mad
police bring out violence
they shot, they yell, they jump at us
they try to make us silence
filling our prisons they rage on
throwing us in concrete cells
giving us water bread and porns
they place us in the electric chairs
broadcasting it on payperview
portraying us with our crown of thorns
can you hear that sound?
children crying out loud?
while the police fuck thier mothers
then institutionalize all the others
we run through thier maze
looking for the planted cheese
being blinded by thier toxic haze
wishing to be done with these
you laugh you cry
you run you die
you never stop to bleed
you fight for light
cannot escape always awake
left for dead forever
