"World War 3 -Confusion"

Woke up in a state of total confusion
My mind is racing madly with fear
All my nerves are tightly pulled
My body is a bomb; pull the trigger
Laying in a dark and damp room
The only light is from a hole in the ceiling
Been resting on a pile of old clothes
And a pillow made of burlap and moss
The image of a cloud over a metropolis
The only thing I can see before my eyes
I close them and try to recall anything
I just lie there and can’t recall a fucking thing
My name, where I live, not a God damned thing
I raise my hands to my head and begin to scream
My arms are not human but are steel and copper
I get up with a metallic creak and walk over to the light
What I saw makes my mind go fucking numb
I was no longer a man but a damn machine
They made me into a thing without a soul
My entire body replaced with cybernetic parts
The only thing still original, I hope, is my brain
Yet my brain is useless since I can’t recall jack shit
I have to get out of this God forsaken room right now
I have to learn what in the hell has happened to me
I walk over to the door and break it with a single punch
As I walk out, a single guard points a M-16 in my face
“Where in the hell do you think you’re going?”he demands
I grab his gun and bend the barrel downwards
I reach out and lift him up by the throat off the floor
“I have one question.” I demand. “What year is it now?”
“The year is roughly 2078. Seventy-three years since the Holocaust.
We found you a year ago in a cryogenics lab outside the Territory of York.”
“Territory Of York? Cryogenics lab? What the fuck are you talking about?”
“We found your body frozen in the lab in the remains of New York City.
The Territory Of York is what the ruling clan calls the New York City area.”
I let him go and fall to the floor, my mind confused as hell
I been out for almost a decade, frozen in a damn freezer
Did I go into that freezer as a man or a damn machine?
Shit, why can’t I recall a single fucking memory at all!
Is my mind still frozen after all those damn years or what?
Which makes me wonder is if I was ever a human at all?
I need answers, but I don’t know where to seek them
The guard walks over to me cautiously and stands next to me
Pistol drawn on me, yet fear is burning brightly in his eyes
 I look at him,“Look I ain’t going to kill ya, okay? Just got disorientated.
Can you tell me one thing to ease my trouble mind, please, I beg you!”
He keeps the pistol pointed at my right temple despite my plea
He is still sacred shitless from me bending the barrel of his M-16
Ironically, I the one scared to death for I have no fucking clue who I am
Yet he’s acting all brave with a gun pointed at my head, like I care
I don’t have a life anyways, I’m a damn machine created by man
My life is to serve my heartless creators like a good slave should
Rather just have this guard put a slug into my head and end it
There has to be someone who knows me in this wretched place
Or at least give me a clue to shed some light on who the fuck I am
“Go ahead, put a damn slug into my head and end it my fucking pathetic life
I’ll just die a useless robot that failed to serve his master’s request anyway.”
“Actually, you have no master and aren’t a robot,” an old raspy voice chirps in
I look up and see an elderly man hiding behind a white hood over his face
“Follow me and I show you the path to the answers you are seeking, my confused friend.
Hurry up though; the path is made of fine sand caught in a mighty gust of wind.
If you fail to take this first step, the clues you long for will be lost in the desert.
Follow me and learn the past that you want to recall, but you must be warned.
The path that you seek is not a clear trail; it is filled with chaos and destruction.
When you learn of your past, you might regret what you have done in the past.
Are you sure you want to know? If so, follow me so we can speak in private.”
 I follow him down the hall, taking the first steps into my destiny
Whatever happens is better than not knowing the truth about me

"World War 3 – The Day Of Mushrooms"

The day that the world came to an end
Went out and had fun with my best friends
We didn’t know that Earth would turn into Hell
Started out like any day as far as we could tell
We were sitting in a living room playing a game
Just having a good time calling each other names
A bright flash began to appear out of the east
A mighty rush of wind struck like a roaring beast
All the glass just shattered and the walls began to crack
Saw the mushroom cloud that follows a nuclear blast
The cloud was over Miami, which is now a smoking hole
We knew that World War III was beginning to unfold
Then, a bright flash from where Fort Lauderdale stood
Whatever comes out of this nuclear will not be good
I just stood there and watch the mushroom fill the sky
At the instant, deep in my heart, I was going to die
The last things I remember was being hit by the shock wave
After that, everything becomes blurred in a mental haze
The city was crumbling around me was my last memory
My last thought was Death is taking me out of my misery

"World War 3 - Prologue"

How it started the truth will never be told
The end of society marked by a loud blast
The death of a hundred million untold souls
Was quickly caused by a sudden, blinding flash
All we know was the United States was hit first
After that, we launched our nukes in retaliation
Entire countries were turned into piles of dirt
Nuclear winter has come finally to our nation
Those who survived have accepted their cruel fate
They begin to rebuild a city out of the destruction
Survival is the daily challenge that they must face
Water is the new monetary system for this nation
Those who control the drinking wells control the land
To question their authority is not the wisest move
They rule the barren wastelands with an iron hand
They will skin you alive and cook your bones in a stew
Accept it! This is the new way of life in the new America
The Constitution is no longer the laws that govern us
Chaos makes the laws and are enforced through paranoia
Those that quickly die make the biggest, loudest fuss
No longer the land of the free; it’s the land of survival
We fight everyday for the little we claim as our own
Government is dead; the anarchist killed all their rivals
All attempts to establish civilization have been overthrown
This is the state humanity has devolved into over the years
It’s truly an eye for an eye if you make the wrong move
The only driving force we have is living everyday is fear
For most, the hope of saving humanity gets us through
This is my morbid view of the new world that we live in
Yet, this is not my story that I lived through since 2005
I seen it all and have been through it all: thick and thin
Let me go back to where all the madness truly begins