I have witnessed a decline on so many levels. Macro and micro it’s spreading to all the sectors of life. It would be a fucking lie, if I said that it didn’t transgress to mine. As I get older, I notice the world growing colder. The ammunition keeps augmenting, soon I’ll load the equalizer. The world and its inhabitants are becoming soulless and damned. Everywhere I go I am forced to sit when all I wish is to stand. This road has been constructed at the hands of abhorrent figures. I am but a vehicle on this drive that we call existence. Now, the tank is on empty, the road is deteriorating, the traffic is reckless, I can’t be quiet I am restless. We are restless. My intolerance of my surroundings drives me to the deepest of depths. Our disdain is shared, pushed to a point that we can no longer share. Our contempt should unify us to contest, yet I remain cold just like the rest. It’s ridiculous that the reason we all feel detained, the underlying source of our anger and our pain. The cause of bigotry, addiction and altercation, is shared by most of the population. Rather than band together and change our state of mind, we don’t change a fucking thing. This is a decline. The road is winding down, is death my only fate. I need a change. I need something to alter my state.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
