Yumi Nu
Cold & Silver
Dumbed down by the empty promises
"I've lived a perfect life"
Just a facade

The colours that they paint on the canvas made out of skin and bone

"Forgive me," he sneered with his suit and his tie

He took out lone bullet, Cold and silver
A blank gaze
Pushed it in the barrel

Walking, breathing but all dead brainwashed
Indoctrinate the masses

I exist for you to desist

Sow the seeds of lies, deceit
The fruit from the bloom, bittersweet

The cult of the oppressed takes form