Release the bulls
From a dark mind
All are incomplete forever and will be updated in time
Shoot
To kill
But this life is not yours to steal
Serve
To die
Looking through your empty eyes
Property of the state
Yours is not an existence of hate
You run
You crawl
You do what you're told
And then
You fall
You wasted it all
Your life
Controlled by others
You don't think for yourself
You have a sense of duty
But do you know the path?
How can you know those above you are right?
How do you know they are not parasites?
Leeching off death and destruction for gain
Do you really think they'll experience the pain?
They dress you up so you don't forget
They promise you, you won't live to regret
They give you awards and accolades too
They talk about how without you we're through
But just before you disintegrate
You might realize these indicate
The emptiness inside your brain
They branded you without the flame
Soldier
Mindless
That's what they want
Robot
Blinded
Out on the hunt
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