Turning The Blessed Against The Young That They Once Delivered To Mankind,
Distorting Ideas Of How We Are To The Older Generations,
Using Means Accessible To Those With Lesser Capabilities,
Through The Elders That Enforce Their Inequities,
Upon The Descendants That They Raised In Their Vision,

Who, Basing Their Generalizations Upon A Widely Covered Minority Of Vile Acts,
Seem To Forget That Not All Of Us Are Intellectually Lacking And Dead Inside,

Perpetuating The Fear Of The Youth,

The Regimes Still Trying To Push Humanity Into A Corner,
Distorting Ideas Of How We Are To The Older Generations,
Enforcing Social Stratification And Isolation To Create,
The Boundaries Of Control,

Who, Basing Their Generalizations Upon A Widely Covered Minority Of Vile Acts,
Seem To Forget That Not All Of Us Are Intellectually Lacking And Dead Inside,

Perpetuating The Fear Of The Youth,

Preventing The Children From Becoming The Superior Rank,
And Making Them Obsolete After Cognizing To Their Ways,
The Prototype Trying, To Halt Evolution So They Can Remain,
Fighting With The Only Defense That They Have Left,
So They Can Remain,

Breaking Free From The Orthodox Cultures Defined For Our Existence,
Will Allow The World To Progress, And Find The Ulterior World,
All Humanity Has Longed For.

Pushed Into An Environment Intolerable, A Refuge Found To Corrode,
Languid And Bloodless As Vigor Seeps Away, Flowing From The Broken Skin,

Of A Child Harmless, Beaten And Cast Aside, Solitary In The Being It Was Given,
Any Emotion Drained From Its Tainted Soul, As It Weeps Into Its Hands,
The Only Release It Has The Strength To Use,

Remembrance Burns The Back Of Its Eyes, Spreading Deep Inside Its Head,
Crippled Psychologically, By The Neuralgic Torment, That Their Facelessness Conceals,

Fearful Of The Entrusted, A Guardian With Two Antithetical Manners,
Fearful Of The Entrusted, An Insufferable Demon Behind Closed Doors,

The Repulsive Inclination To Mistreat,
Discovered To Late To Amend The Committed Atrocities,
The Grueling Exploitation Hidden Within This Familiar Circumstance,
Forever Devouring All That Is Kind,

Fearful Of The Entrusted, A Guardian With Two Antithetical Manners,
Fearful Of The Entrusted, An Insufferable Demon Behind Closed Doors,

In It's Oppression Dissimulating, The Severity Of The Evil,
Insinuating The Warrant For The Behavior With Credible Lies And Molest,
A Belief Held Close Until Unearthed In The Future Proceeds,

Consciously Destroying The Shelter Created, The Home In Which Horror Lies,

Fearful Of The Entrusted, A Guardian With Two Antithetical Manners,
Fearful Of The Entrusted, An Insufferable Demon Behind Closed Doors,

Forever Haunting The Tortured, Exploited Into Lunacy.

You, The Ominous Future Ahead Of Us, The Coming Dereliction Of Our Race,
An Ever Changing Course Of Fret, Headed By Your Bastard Deeds,
A Plaguing Infestation It All Worsens As You Breed,

You, A Terminal Waste Of Existence, Dying With An Undeveloped Mind,
An Unattained Contentment Lost, Encased Within Your Thickened Skull,
A Growth Accelerated By The Desires Of Our Kind,

Your Meaningless Opinions Constructed Upon, The Crippling Actions Of Your Elder Beings,
Repulsed By Good, Compelled By Evil, All Led Towards A Darkened Path Of Life,

Your Forged Sophistication, Endured By The Most Humane Of Entities,
Watching As You Fade, Tearing Apart Once Sought Intentions,
Your Enlightenment Stimulated With, The Self-Destroying Lives Of Those Encompassing,
A Maturity Fulfilled Through Dictation Never Through Experience,

You're The Radical Vision Of A Utopian District, A Perfection Lost Within,
A Maze Of Animosity, Disgust And Fear,
You're The Habituated Imitation Of All That Has Come To Pass,
A Catalyst Limited By The Confines That You Embrace As Right,

You, The Ominous Future Ahead Of Us The Coming Dereliction Of Our Race,
An Ever Changing Course Of Fret, Headed By Your Bastard Deeds,
A Plaguing Infestation It All Worsens As You Breed,

You, A Terminal Waste Of Existence, Dying With An Undeveloped Mind,
An Unattained Contentment Lost, Encased Within Your Thickened Skull,
A Growth Accelerated By The Desires Of Our Kind,

You're Naivety Exhausts Your Senses, As Your Lured Into A False Sense Of Security,
With No Perception Of Time As It Occurs,
You Die Old Far Beyond Your Years On The Earth,

You're The Radical Vision Of A Utopian District, A Perfection Lost Within,
A Maze Of Animosity, Disgust And Fear,
You're The Habituated Imitation Of All That Has Come To Pass,
A Catalyst Limited By The Confines That You Embrace As Right,

The Perfect Root Of Virtue For Which To Build Upon,
Forever Becomes Irresponsible, Through The Evil It Inherits.