"Army of lies"

My soul has been buried away
Far away in a dark, cold world
I rest. No one to awaken me.
Just to hear the pure silence is
all i've ever asked for.
To be like all the rest is
something ill pass on.
Being one. Being pure.
Being free. Finally I can breathe.
Life grows more beautiful 
when one dies. I've made this hell
blossom. Look to the skies.
Do you see my army?
Yet, you still try to run and hide.
It takes one less soul in this hell
to make everything a little more pale.
We don't need the government
to tell us some more lies. 
My army of flies.
Army of flies!
Don't read to deep into there army of lies!
Lies!