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Exiled from the outside world

A life ripped away from me

My own blood has marked me to be viewed as a dog

A city of shadows walls of fear

Pain surrounds my sight

There's no telling what the future holds for me now

Finding myself to have nowhere to run

Caged like an animal

To appreciate what I once have had

Has become too late

The needle chosen from the haystack

The path is set DO OR DIE

Unnamed messiahs have come for our lives

With nothing left to TAKE

Oblivious to the coming genocide

I wake to the sound of havoc

There's fear in their eyes

Recalling faces from real dreams,

I still hear their cries

Invaded by night taken by force

With blood in their hands

Light moves through the dark

Revealing sorrow and pain

What god justifies this? I've lost my faith

Yet my blood still marks me

Hundreds around me though I'm still alone

Through this nightmare I've arrived

The needle chosen from the haystack

The path is set DO OR DIE

Unnamed messiahs have come for our lives

With nothing left to TAKE

Oblivious to the coming genocide

Day and night seem to have no meaning

In these camps of death

Nothing but a number to them

"Shoot to Kill at sight"

A fictional story all too true

A question of faith

Freedom is a joke I should have known all along

Childhoods and pasts erased,

Homes torched and destroyed

All faded memories

Wondering if this was my purpose in life

I shall soon be free

The needle chosen from the haystack

The path is set DO OR DIE

Unnamed messiahs have come for our lives

Is there anything left to TAKE?

Welcome to the perfect genocide