Spirit of a Rage Fist

This is the age of the faceless

Amongst a nation of cages

Illusions contain us

Reality is domination through damnation.

To seek is what to claim as

A tale that's skipped

throughout the pages

History defeats what we gain as,

A reality chosen that deswayed us. 

Today, a hustler is made by the fameless,

Delusion, is solution for the ageless 

Another lie people try to claim as,

Another day of dreams yet to grace us

One said: "A timid mind is to praise as contagious 

Through these words, I tore out the pages

Just as what men did in the past to deface us,

Now I stand

With the spirit of a rage fist,

Tomorrow another name adds to the hit-list.

A timeless classic of our bullshit

Arm's extended, with the hypocrites

Deep seas, with shallow minds lose their drift.

If hard work is what you lose 

then gouge your wrists,

I've staked my claim, for I've written this.