Starise from Inner Conflict by Organized Chaos

‘’My poison words are  gonna patch up your broken dreams…
I dictate a song of teeth attacking mouth, hand stabbing leg,
Brother killing brother… We have gone too far… but still not far enough’’  
 
I’m the pouring rain
Washing your sins away
A Shepherd to keep you all together
I am a star to guide you in the gloomiest night
A fire to keep you warm with in, so
listen to my words

I’m the grinding machine
A wheel turning around your futile needs  
With no compromise, there is no control, there is no restrictions,
I take I take I take I take I take
In this city shining with sin
why should I stop, just remove the obstacle    

So gimme, gimme, gimme more
To give them, give them, give them more  
More applause, more awards
More drugs, clean whores
A new war, Better bombs
Faster cars , Bigger tombs
A new modern world!  
What shall I do to fill this void inside, that we call Life?

• Metal
• Progressive Rock
• Progressive metal
• experimental rock
• prog
• rock opera
• Belgrade