In The Wilderness..No One Can Hear You Scream

Mercy Victim of your own ego's creed, of your own postulation 
Maintain your pure design, your pride 
Too many punches pulled, isocariotic lips 
Betrayal of your own words and actions 
Unmoving, unchanging, staggering, inaction 
Destroy their fables, half truths, lies 
Said masked by good intentions 
Their knives all hanging limp behind a brick facade 
Stand in line for possession Branded for watching, feeling, touching, tearing 
Dignity is for the weak. 
Mercy