My eyes are burning
My stomach's turning
My body despises my brain
My mind cares not for its approval
Its deprival matters not
For it's not made of matter
For whom would tend to it's forever lost
Found in a forgotten place
By those who do not exist
In the eyes of the blind
Due to the lack of care comfort and confidence
The choice chance and change
Moves the tide like the mourning moon cries
For the dead and deceased who wait to be decomposed
Why must I cry for those who've died
Pay no mind
Why must I buy into that which has lied
My hands are tied
By the maggots
Brought on by our past lives
That have consumed and survived
Only by eating people alive
And breathing their final breaths
Through lies and slander
With the dying air
They are taken away by the wind
To be carried onwards
To the next pollination and pollution
Of whatever crosses their path
And leaves behind the being
That only originated because of them
And continue to carry on their legacy of pain
Why must I cry for those who've died
Pay no mind
Why must I buy into that which has lied
My hands are tied
Pleasure to convert
Into they see fit
Towards the future of fertility
For the past has past by
And the present is in the presence
And this is the life
Given to us by ourselves
Only if we choose to accept it