Warzone

This time is smacking me around
I'm getting beat every minute of the hour
Either physically or emotionally
Stress is building higher then both twin towers
And just like them somethings gonna happen
And I'll start collapesing
Gods hands will clap
And everything that once was beauty has now been devoured
And in space it'll look like earth hasn't showered
Everyone is dead or is half mutated
And if you aren't, you feel obligated
To put them out of their missery
And you know in those old sacred scrolls
This will be marked down in history
Waiting for the next generation of spoiled people
Who take advantage and make humans seem evil
Maybe they will start World War IV
But right now me and my life this is World War III
And every word that is spit at me
Feels like that poison gas we promised never to use
And those nukes we agreed never to choose
But it's a choice of mass murdering destructive power
One man can hold and the other can cower
And I'm that one hiding and cowering as you start your attack
And all I can do is hope and kneel with my back facing you
Dreaming the worst will come true
That I'll never come back
Boom!