I dumped Rukus/
even God fucked it/
A bitch of agony in the ass/
and blessed the mass/
the congregation that came/
and faded/
to weak pornography/
often we/
forget that core of our existance/
to be exploited with out repetenace/
as the ignorance pray for freedom/
work for the rich that beats them/
I come to wake the dead/
I beseech them/
to fight like raging seas/
crashing corporation like sunk ships/
bent on the ocean floor/
to rise no more/
like dead children of war
Copyrighted June 4th 3a.m 2006
Maurice "Soulfighter" Taylor