Mr. J Medeiros - Silent Earth lyrics

Before the war of the worlds I draw closer till it's all over The All Knowing knocking doors till they all open I crawl hoping for a moment to stand Only to fall sober with an omen in hand I call for Oprah but she won't understand What's going through a mans mind media land minds They feeding on a mans pride Bleeding and can't find a tourniquet This evil got its thorn in my side and keeps turning it People we were born to survive and be permanent The sequel is the morning we rise The Kings returning To keep us from burning in our own flames Learning to speak but I'm worried if its long range Surely the speakers will rea**ure they want change Hurry the reaper is burying the whole game hold it We maintain the same pain but can't show it From hand made to brand name gangs to famed poets Planting seeds and yet they can't sow it Got me standing in the hands of thieves Planning a take over I'm demanding that they break open They the poison in the lung that shrank From chain smoking I blame the choking on the air that we breath Inhale the atmosphere of careless greed On an atlas were we share the need But don't care to feed the lonely On our bodies bare the words that read Somebody please hold me Ever since the day that I was created I never thought that I would state That I wasn't afraid to die But today my sight is better then the naked eye I'm a letter from the editor Telling ya feathers were made to fly And forever was made for I Written within the text of intolerable sin The blame resides Together our names collide till the taste of bread and wine Restore the people to the place they coincide With the omnipotent glory of God is infinite The intricate meanings of life define innocence Divine instruments Depending on who breathe through it Designed with a sense of harmony Arm me with sheet music The type the meek speak fluent Till I'm knee deep in ruins With a seed that keeps blooming from concrete Pursuing an illuminate kiss Competing with a lunar eclipse I'm speaking of the tunes we equip With a T.V. and a super model The inherent need to be free From who we choose to follow And the tools we use to hollow our existence I refuse to loose this battle Choose the power in resistance In the hour of indifference where the innocent bleed Inhale the atmosphere of careless greed On an atlas where we share the need But don't care to feed the lonely On our bodies bare the words that read Somebody please hold me