No More - Anasarca

Fleeting glory, purgatory

This is not a bedtime story

Holy boat, sink or float

Learn to cope

Or abandon hope

One more tale, one more child

One more mind that’s created wild

One more blank stare, one more trauma

One more psycho/socio drama

One more nightmare, one more crime

One more craving, one last time

One more outcast whose blood runs cold

One more victim who won’t grow old

No more torture

And no more laws

No more systematic flaws

No more rented empty cell

No more living so:.NO MORE HELL!!!

No more …

One more nightmare, one more crime

One more craving, one last time

One more outcast whose blood runs cold

One more victim who won’t grow old

No more torture

And no more laws

No more systematic flaws

No more rented empty cell

No more living so:.NO MORE HELL!!!