Just South Of My Eyes: The Burning Rage Amongst Doves

oh what a frown to swim in. misery of this land has swallowed this city whole. aggression in repression, forces wait just to drown. they've captured our bodies to burn our souls. i sense their weakness located in their minds. my blood is my savior and allow the wrath of God to conquer my heart. my defenses are never down and my spirits are raised high. because on this small island of hopeless dreams, too many vultures circle our heads, too many wolves circle our bodies, and all serpents swim in the sea.