Unattained
Anthony Buda, David Davidson (Revocation)
Righteousness reaching out cunning hands
Molding minds of the meek
Mindfucked by the hope of a promised land
A pious purpose, automated response
A synthetic, sympathetic reaction
In sheltered simplicity emotions are lost
To dispassionate stupefaction
An innocent indoctrination, numbing mind-conversion
Thought beaten down while spirit drowns in
Ignorance immersion
Abandon all hope, see, feel, hear and taste nothing
Within and without, surrounded by suffering
Deliver me from my senses
Spurn the consolation of religion
And illusions of immortality
When you savor eternal suffering
Purged, purified, you'll be set free
Desperately i seek truth
From thoughts rendered through mind
Striving forward with baited breath
I reach for what it hides