The
poisons we make
We
stockpile it for a reason
To
strike fear of death
In
the everyday living
The
leaders of a rogue nation
They
don't care of the living
When
it suits their purposes
The
poisons will be initiated
The
assassins and murderers
They
will use it withour fear
Death
is a face they know it well
It
is only the timing in their lives
The
ancient leaders and emperors
They
knew of poisons in their time
So
poisons we know today
It
isn't something new to hit our minds
It
is the easy way to give death a name
Easy
to carry easy to hide easy to operate
Once
it is released death will surely smile
Taking
souls crying back to hell
Poisons
we breathe in everyday
It
is around us all the times
Though
Nature has sheltered it
We
hardly think over in our heads
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