OVER THE HILL

Attacking robots have no hart state of the art get ripped apart on another plane artificial intelligence gone insane feels no pain changes the game drowns hit the spot kill reel humans a lot hot video game all the same who’s to blame pouring out all the fuel trying to rule but hears no screams nightmare dreams on that path in the sky going home to another why before it dies so cries a tear every where it fly's knowing why buy and by it will learn to cry attacking its mark dark sites about life’s torture is there more political  propaganda making the sheep into stars don’t know who they are seeking deep meaning in life a pay check rights its storm becomes the strong who follow along even if it’s wrong  though and though who has the will as it kills and kills our green house effect all that is left buy's its rule thinks it cool becomes another fool who takes it in and still wins that war for sure buys more and more of what is left becomes the best example of how it got that way call us slaves with free will out for thrills

OR SAY SO WHAT

Living on the edge hoping I will be saved trying to awaken to another day so I pray some way it will come to pass and I can last it out end this doubt scream and shout it's all ok it's meant to happen this way and not get too pissed a starving artist pretends than descends arts karma sends bloods armor as it bleeds new poetry in our mind true every time finds something beautiful to do booming bliss hits it just for fun another homerun such a crazy path called fate touching every crazy base time warping space erupts into trust that it will pass and laughs before the last bit of air stops here and where it ends to live again pure bliss seeing this burn in order to learn what is left with every breath we take call it fate as our souls fire sets energy free just enough but ends up as dust