There is a modern maxim made to rationalize and smooth the harsh edge of reality, an impotent flag of apathetic satisfaction, a numbing refrain of complacent self-gratification and masturbation: "I am a good person." We revel in changeless misery with misplaced hope that tomorrow we'll seize the day, and with that thought we are all perishing, some slowing rotting, others quickly falling, none hoping. What a sorry state, what a wretched place we are in, constructing these artificial lines in our mind that blind us, we separate, categorize, deny, justify. Defense mechanisms protect me from the truth, while I project lies on the sky to keep these eyes mesmerized, and this soul will idly lie sleeping… sleeping…and all the while, the body count is rising and justice is dead. Brothers are killing brothers, husbands are beating wives, mothers are forsaking children, and fathers are raping daughters. Drop the flag and face the reality. We drink down evil like water. We are the bloodthirsty sons of murderers and the perverted daughters of pedophiles. There are none righteous. I'm nauseated by the plague of the flesh, this maggot-ridden body of filth spit out. Save us from this death. My spirit growing weak thinking of the disease, concealed by our confidence, consuming our peace. The infestation goes far too deep, and in our own strength there's nothing we can do about it.
Okay it took me forever to get this on the internet.
So listen to it. Also, if the fact that this is Christian hardcore bothers you, then you are a closed minded fuck & need to rethink your entire life.