NOMA: Disarm Me


Tear down these walls of mind
Destroy my protection
Perseverance is fading fast
I have learned not to raise my arm
But to fall under their oppression
If God loves not the headstrong
…Then where did I go wrong

They spoke to me
Words of deceit
How can I be free
When sin is all I see

Tear out my spine and mind
Distract my perceptions
My will can never last
Polluted with divine fear
My “family” is choking me
Eyes sewn shut in a censored reality
A pawn pushed to the minefield
Of straining faith
Words of a fatalist I have to believe

Follow/swallow
Hollowed be thy name

No more strength, here I die!
In this dark, hopeless hole

Now drained of all I was
An empty shell, a sacrificial lamb
No personality but that which they condone
My “family” has smothered me
Eyes torn out, cut off from reality
A silent kill passed without notice
Their hate is holy
It’s fatalist praise

No more strength, here I die!
In this dark, hopeless hole