Irritated potential

Nobody knows just what has become of it.
I cant believe to lie in the twilight so easily.
Shall we gather up the followers hiding in a moderated situation?
Lets raise our fists in the fight against the deserters.

Make a crusader's breaking point and swim toward the silence of the unfamiliar crowd.

Nobody asks the questions that reveals the disguise.
From the look behind the cloak I know that it isn't just an act.
Consider the invisible voice for a criminal mind.
It makes us just what we don't want to become.

Their blank stares means need in the somewhat white of their eyes.

Nobody wants the power to quench the thirst of the dirty glasses.
Much more beyond our beliefs right in the middle of the barrier.
In the world where nobody wants to discover.

Break them apart into the divine murder of blindness.

Why does nobody realize their potential anymore?
Because we want to know a time, a place, a name for all the planned wrongs and rights.
Don't deny the words of the unspoken lips from what is to be.

Look inside its not too parasited to cause a blockade for your potential.