Biased

shrug off your bias true sight is eyeless sorry but i might a sung without the choir desire lead to crazed pursuits in a war where noone shoots moots the points of yesterday fruits the proof born out of wisdom used to be so common amen wont be long its kept at bay sadly what it takes destruction fire cleans the dead decay form can alter every function steady hand can mold the clay all it seems is not disfunction knowledge takes the sting away death obsessed drone population entitled to a cruel demise hasnt but the faintest notion sun must set so it may rise Phoenix flies through burning skies born again is in the knowing what one knows cannot surprise