No. 3

Powerful tools at one's dizzied mercy
Thoughts hazed with unchecked controls
Film of lust stains that lost sanity
Gone the regards of all our lost souls
Who handles the handlers of fates condemned?
Balances that runaway mind filled with fury
Constant pains fill that hungered void
The keys of freedom buried within folds of hatred
Hidden is that face of regret and dismay
No rest, no mercy for these ones wicked
Release complete rage onto all caged
Not human are those inside, animals within these eyes
Not human are those outside, animals within these eyes
Not human on either side
Not known, not shown, not seen, not heard. . ..
Except only in those eyes.