Overwhelmed he looks down and sees
The blood washed into his hands
His intent was to show what true fear meant
Rather break the tormenter into nothing
Looking fowards,
A woman cries
Looking backwards,
A little boy dies
While the sound of the ambulance
Rings true in the distance
There he sits
Looking at his cage
'Twas an ambush
When the ol' five-oh caught him
Red handed
as the blood flowed down
Look at what we're doing
Look at all the violence
What have we become?
A species that destroys itself
From the inside
Just what are we teaching the future?
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