The Consumer from Tyrants by Guardian

What will it take to accept, yourself?
Whose voice will sound, when it all fucking falls down?
Forever fake too yourself.

Forever seeking self gain
Because you can't be true,
Too your closed minded brain.

You are the consumer of everything,
That lies within your path of destruction.
You are what's wrong with this world.
You piece of shit.
You ruined it all.
Your actions fill me with hate.
You will know karma's pain.

Your mind is absent from who you are.
Your dreams and ambitions, will not soar very far,
because you care about what everyone thinks.
Your heart and soul, will know nothing,
but too sink.

All you value is your possessions,
It contaminating your mind,
it becomes.. an obsession.
Living is about being free

Perseverance, persistence and progression, will drive us on, forever

What is your fucking purpose?
What will you do for others?
How will you cure the poisoned?
This is your meaning in life!

Too impress the people, is too impress this world, but selfishness has occupied, your origins of faith.

Sacrifice has an empty heart.
Aspirations control my mind.
Dependencies trial faith and fortune.
The truth will forever be unknown.

• Metal
• Metalcore
• United Kingdom