Cruel by James Eagalwulf

　
Verse One


Darkness consumes light, take another felonious bite,
Invite your victimised crime to dinner tonight,
Let the world starve, machetes of poverty carve,
Improperly scarred, so we still bleed fluid hard,

Suicide is no misdemeanour,
But it doesn’t clean Earth, nor redeem, either,
Rather than help, you yelp and display hatred,
Kick a broke soul, weeping on the ache painted,

A lost cause lures death’s claws,
The day’s heavy weight pulls ‘til your breath’s paused,
Little children grow in an adult’s saga,
Forgetting play time, caught within revolt’s drama,

Cults and groups devise methodical tactics,
Brainwashing more youths than stacked troops are forced active,
Through pre-organised plans we are all fooled,
We are made slaves, following the grave’s hoard.


Chorus


- Because the world is cruel to me
- Because the world is cruel to we,
- Because the world is cruel to you,
- Because the world is cruel to me too.


Verse Two


Held back potentials swell, lacking credentials,
Proof hides, triggering mines, cracking utensils,
Cutting up particular parts of bruised bodies’ hearts,
Defuse pain, execute a soothing in the brain,

Asphyxia lurks and suffocates ‘til your hate jerks,
Yelling, “It hurts.” Replace quirks, turning berserk,
Materialism is gold for Capitalism,
The surrogate of innate greed traps you, imprisoned,

Some criticism is appalling,
Opinionated bickering resulting in a body falling -
Is unacceptable, the rest of you with better thoughts,
Fight discrimination to death, and never halt,

But ultimately, living and dying in unforgiving pain -
Is bad enough without the thought of being born again,
If there’s a hell then it’s surely walking over grain,
Imagine a heaven when living this, call us insane.

　
Chorus


- Because the world is cruel to me
- Because the world is cruel to we,
- Because the world is cruel to you,
- Because the world is cruel to me too.


Verse Three


The bleak circle of rain that falls over me -
Assures me a smile is not found locally,
But hopefully soon the cruelty disintegrates,
Replace insinuating debates with better fates,

The lost magnitude of gratitude is buried dead,
The attitude you once held burrowed to your head,
I hear yelling from a felon telling us to follow,
I keep dwelling on the sorrow but I’ll still meet tomorrow.


Chorus


- Because the world is cruel to me
- Because the world is cruel to we,
- Because the world is cruel to you,
- Because the world is cruel to me too.

　
　
Written by James Eagalwulf
© James Eagalwulf
Saturday, 1 August 2009