Living Hell

Taking in all I can see I can't see what's ahead and I don't want to see what's lying behind No way out and no way to stay My reason is blind my reason is blind yeah Always claim the road revenge But the cry for vengeance only seems to lead to spilling more blood Who can say how it began What really counts is that nobody can say how it will end You live in hell - you create hell I ask you why, you say - I don't know All your brooks they speak of peace But, murder and death seem to be the only things you want done Must be something out of Kafka's dreams A never ending cycle of blood Making men killing machines Whose only goal is to add to the rising body count You claim to kill in the name of god For a god of peace he seems to revel in the seasons of blood Never think about the end it is easier to hate than to live on in peace Unleashed a violent rage You don't seem to mind and you don't seem to need a good reason why Looking for someone to hate I see these lives I see to many lives wasted this way All your leaders they are the same Now one seeks peace not one seeks peace