As Tradition Dies Slowly
Once you set this world on fire You too shall surely burn As you spark the flames of hatred And refuse to let this world turn Stones have been thrown From a fear of what's unknown Stones have been thrown From a fear of what's unknown Love is never wrong Love is never wrong Love is never wrong Love is never wrong You scream the cry of deviance Not seen as a natural part of us Love is never wrong You scream the cry of deviance Not seen as a natural part of us Love is never wrong Delight in misery Choosing conformity The line of least resistance Outgrow uncertainty Resist stability At least I know the real me Whether genetic or a choice You never ask yourself Why you choose to love who you love You never ask yourself Stone Stone Stone Stones have been thrown From a fear of what's unknown Stones have been thrown From a fear, from a fear of what's unknown
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
Your voice ran right through me Like nothing I felt before You made me feel whole My highest time then I feel so low And I rose again back up above Once I was filled with so much love To hold you once again A touch that has no end My heart was yours to mend You quenched this thirst for happiness This emotional drought to end I missed you so, My friend My hand in yours I need nothing more Through distant eyes I know I've tried and tried To give myself to you Though seasons change One thing remains You made me doubt if any love is true Through your eyes I saw the world Run right through me I swallowed I swallowed each breath of air As each beat of your heart Ran right through me You've been my brightest day You've caused my darkest gray You've brought me to love and pain like I've never known before My highest times and I fell so low And I rose again back up above Yet now I sat alone, without your love
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
It seems you have the entire world behind you It seems you're in the right It seems it's been accepted as necessity A call to arms A chance to fight Murder you call war No attempt at resolution This is your only solution I will never help you I'd rather die And you'll have to kill me before I ever lift a hand to fight for you This murder you call war Accepted in no other form You make it seem so simple Yet you know so many die Still their blood is on your hands Most will never know just why A youth programmed as a killing machine They know not what war really means Told not to judge for themselves Only to destroy their enemys
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
I celebrate the possibilities A chance to live truly free Free from patriarchy and sexist ideology Attempted to have been passed on to me We used to be content We used to think we had everything We lived each day in fear of change As time moved on Others came along Thus the creation of a tolerant society As tradition dies slowly I continue to move on As tradition dies slowly It still takes to long As it dies it's not soon enough for me Inherited thoughts plagued our own creation Religions laws set us apart Callous eyes to those in need You know they've suffered long enough We used to be content With those we chose to represent us We used to think they were our only choice And as time moved on Others came along Now we create our own voice
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
Move towards the light Freedom achieved with time Uncivilized hands tainted far too deep By a remembrance of the past A product of your world A product of this world Will this stain remain Will it always be the same A life free from pain cannot exist With all that surrounds vs An example cannot be set of what´s right With all that surounds vs A product of your world We can´t always rebuild All that has been destroyed I was what you made me Peaceful existance denied Wash these uncivil hands My statement of life in a dying world I´ve moved toward the light I´ve seen it over time Uncivilized hands Become tainted from my past i find
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
Draw me A thinner me Carve me Ruined face by social disease Insecurity becomes overwhelming As a nation goes under the knife To carve away a mirrors reflection I'm not your billboard lie Dying image in this material age Disarm my figure for the perfect frame In self disgust thinned by privation Turned away by these eyes that see Rather cease than face this rejection Becomes the mannequin on it's knees Entomb my figure by social disease I'm not your billboard lie
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
So hypocritical of you to speak of how enslavement is wrong Yet you won't allow her to make her choices Trembling through the earth not move Her hand not still as night Body becomes a battlefield Only she can know what's right. Whats right for her Self righteous mind Tradition Perfect world Keep it to your fucking self Those so hungry for control Can crave this and nothing more As they pick apart our lives They plan what's next in store I sever each string I stive toward freedom encompassing all of me It's not a question of the choice thats made It's the right to choose Your morality Your superiority Your blatant control of citizenry Free to decide A tear may fall caused not from self She understands her voice The pain is caused from day to day Being told she has no choice
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
What you consume, is your true protest Each dollar you spend, supports what you detest Martyr, for your cause X(3) You fail to see your flaws This is not your war. X(3) But do you know, what you claim to stand for You're really not so free from blame. X(2) I see no wrong, in taking a stand But do you really know for what you stand? You cannot Claim to resist, and walk this chosen path When you are unaware, and the same as those you blame You're not a matyr, you cannot be the one. X(4)
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
Invasion of a nation The result was the creation Of the lie in which we live Words of what has been And how it was civil then Whose eyes are opened in the end Our past fades to a memory As you try to erase what used to be Filter the past The truth can't last All this a lie agreed upon by those who won You built this nation Innocent victims blood the foundation For so long you've tried to say I'm wrong Filter the past until their last word is gone Filter our past As it fades to a memory
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
Accept their plea for life Accept that no one has to die Their reasons built this lands The foundation of this land What can I do to make you understand To make you reach out your hand You claim this land is free It seems you mean just you and me You claim this land is free Reality is truth but you refuse to see What gives you the right Rights of passage You deny this right to life Rights of passage Your laws leave them to die Deny this right to life Your laws leave them to die Each pain in a child's stomach Each tear from a mother's eye Still your laws leave them to die Aspirations, only visions, and desires, just a dream From your system, who's the victim It's the one That's turned away
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026