Zombies of the System
Vicious wolves are growling
Hunting you down and making you drown.
Attacking the air you breath
and all you see,
Suffocating your soul with seemingly endless torment
they're sheep
Just following the crowd.
Their power is only in being loud.
You
Are the shepherd
You lost control.
Take it back
Before they attack.
Their strengths are only as strong as your weaknesses.
Your mind has power to think,
To destroy,
But don't destroy
Help them.
For they know not what they do.
They are zombies of the system
Sheep following a corrupt lead,
But their wool,
When pure
Is fine
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