Post by Ape on Nov 20, 2004 20:30:50 GMT -5
Lost in the worlds swirling seas of lost and forgotten virtues
no one really cares how you feel they only want to hurt you
the world is no longer so innocent and perfectly devine
covered in the polluting smogs of the corrupted public spine
We are defined by the people of the world and their modesty
or lack thereof for the sake of me speaking to you honestly
our tainted selves play in the yards of our own endless guilt
every constructed thought is another layer to the rising silt
And yet we still live in the gutters of our self-created waste
the demented social engagements always leaving a bad taste
so wade through the filth of the lies you tell to make it through the day
and ignore the clouded depths of the skies that you've turned grey
Setting the glamour and grace of what was left of the world on fire
laughing at the devouring flames engulfing what is left of the liars
the beasts of ourselves force us to continue thriving for more pain
and we know at the end an entire populace will be down the drain
And the ashes of the eliminated lay the foundation of a new war
the sadistic days to come are just like the ones you lived the day before
the countless lies you tell to make your day go a little more pleasurable
causes the innocence of the world to drop at a rate so unmeasurable
And so the world loses a little bit more of its virtues and purity
just so you can play in the muddy banks of the stained and the dirty
the river flows faster and the banks only wear away with its speed
causing the murky water to darken further as it swallows its greed
The lusterous beauty of the world destroyed by the depraved population
misguided by the undisirable lines deviding hostile nations
the weaker ones forced to live in poverty and contagious disease
the plague of war brings the entirety of the world to its knees
no one really cares how you feel they only want to hurt you
the world is no longer so innocent and perfectly devine
covered in the polluting smogs of the corrupted public spine
We are defined by the people of the world and their modesty
or lack thereof for the sake of me speaking to you honestly
our tainted selves play in the yards of our own endless guilt
every constructed thought is another layer to the rising silt
And yet we still live in the gutters of our self-created waste
the demented social engagements always leaving a bad taste
so wade through the filth of the lies you tell to make it through the day
and ignore the clouded depths of the skies that you've turned grey
Setting the glamour and grace of what was left of the world on fire
laughing at the devouring flames engulfing what is left of the liars
the beasts of ourselves force us to continue thriving for more pain
and we know at the end an entire populace will be down the drain
And the ashes of the eliminated lay the foundation of a new war
the sadistic days to come are just like the ones you lived the day before
the countless lies you tell to make your day go a little more pleasurable
causes the innocence of the world to drop at a rate so unmeasurable
And so the world loses a little bit more of its virtues and purity
just so you can play in the muddy banks of the stained and the dirty
the river flows faster and the banks only wear away with its speed
causing the murky water to darken further as it swallows its greed
The lusterous beauty of the world destroyed by the depraved population
misguided by the undisirable lines deviding hostile nations
the weaker ones forced to live in poverty and contagious disease
the plague of war brings the entirety of the world to its knees
