There is no salvation, there is only hell
No identification, there's no sense of self
Only trepidation, in this lonely cell
Barren devastation, you know no one else
Deaf Dumb and Complacent, what have you to sell?
Get them while their baking, swallow nothing well
Life is what you've paid in, now an empty well
There is no salvation there is only hell
The difference between the living and the deceased
Is that the living's appreciation for their position can decrease
Despite seeing peace at a brief glimpse at existence
With experience you'll meet the epiphany easily that this
Globe overflowed with creeps is a post apocalyptic beast
Paranoia, narrow views, hubris
Mistrust, disgust, disillusionment discussed
Bus stops operate in poverty optics
Appearing appallingly apparently as opportunity for mansion expansion
Pan-opticon, conservatives, con artists
Preservatives, active in all available
Barely edible tarnished harvest garbage
Politicians dishing out silver spoon lip
Dinner bullshit charming with
Quote unquoted harmless motives
Votive candle light vigil, vigilante
Anti-working man, manipulation
Shun the peace, piece of Jesus
Shoved at me subliminally
Substituting sustenance supposedly
The needy now are nuisances
The greedy gluttons gather uselessness
With Jacked stock trade climbing like
Jacked pot games for diamonds spades and aces
Don't spare but strike and heartlessly club and spade the vagrants!
Happiness poisoned and displaced
Jaded by this place's ugly faces
You've come to the realization, there is no salvation
There is no salvation, there is only hell
(There are revelations, heavens combat hells)
No identification, there's no sense of self
(Only in isolation, does one find oneself)
Only trepidation, in this lonely cell
(Promote elevation, rise inside your cells)
Barren devastation, you know no one else
(Through communication, you'll find someone else)
Deaf Dumb and Complacent, what have you to sell?
(In your pride's engagement, never swallow or sell)
Get them while their baking, swallow nothing well
(You are your own nation, you must rule it well)
Life is what you've paid in, now an empty well
(Yearning earning salivation, filling up your well)
There is no salvation, there is only hell
(There are revelations, heavens combat hells)
Suddenly timid desire for acquiring a smile kicks in
Even in the midst of a frigid environment
The sky admits the sun has higher lit tips, to emit
A beautiful fire with. Even burn victims, recognize
The gifts inside the flames a fire flicks
Heat can defeat and deplete
As much as complete and treat
To relieve the leaves that leave the trees
Eased down to bleed out on a cold concrete
Terrible firmer, Terra-firma
Success, essence of senselessness
Netted self appreciation in selflessness
Nestle leisurely, leaning nimbly with lovers
Friendships, laughter, afternoons
Oozing with nonstop nonsense
Ensues, soothing surety of elevation
Vacation taken with family milling
Millions of miles from malevolence
Lancing violence and malnourished
Issues of usual useful fulfillment, fueling
Mental satiation and motivation
You can't meet new friends if you don't meet new places
And you can't tie loose ends if you don't step into others shoes and laces
I'd hate to lose the faces that i relate with and those i may yet engage with
The difference between life and death is between spiteful breaths, there's still hope for salvation
There are revelations, heavens combat hells
Only in isolation, does one find oneself
Promote elevation, rise inside your cell
Through communication, you'll find someone else
In your pride's engagement, never swallow or sell
You are your own nation, you must rule it well
Yearning earning salivation, filling up your well
There are revelations, heavens combat hells
Life is our salvation, there was never hell
Only your creation, when choices don't bode well
With some great elation, see there is no hell
Life is always changing, positivity swells
Reactions are created, make heavens not hells
With confident orchestration, combat demons well
You are your salvation, you will combat hell
