.: rage against the machine :.


your rage and fury boiling deep inside.
merges and begins to coincide
with your look on life.
you look at the knife,
shouting you can not do this,
this act that would bring you to eternal bliss
yout utter loss in the battle of strife
has brought you closer to the knife
you slowly move it to your wrist
clinch your fingers and make a fist
and soon all fades to mist.


original lit By:

the eXile
[BL/´DE SS]