Sceptic - Wordbow

Words you spit out can kill - weapon of your choice, your will

Once born I face this world, It's wonders and cruelty
Path of life paved with thorns, thorns carving personality

The sharper spikes, the tougher my skin gets
Resisting hail of words that wound
But in the process, how can I avoid
Becoming wordbow too

Innocent at birth, we degrade in time
In order to not get destroyed by thoughtlessness of human kind

Words you spit out can kill - weapon of your choice, your will
Mouth that harm generates a thrill, spoken trash - an uncharted skill

My tongue turns into dagger, dipped in venomous thoughts
Behold reflections of your weakness in my eyes
You try to strike back but the shield of indifference
I hold strong deep in my mind

I stab the hearts, I stab the souls – inflicting pus leaking scars
Infecting thoughts with insecurity – no remedy can fight

I stab the hearts, I stab the souls – inflicting pus leaking scars
Infecting thoughts with insecurity – no remedy can fight

Innocent at birth, we degrade in time
In order to not get destroyed by thoughtlessness of human kind
Innocent at birth, we degrade in time
In order to not get destroyed by thoughtlessness of human kind

By thoughtlessness of human kind
By thoughtlessness of human kind