| Wake up Before we ask what's out there, Shouldn't we ask what's here? Killing, dying, sorrow, Grief and confusion everywhere. People live in boxes, While some live in rich estates. Those walking the wire often slip and fall, While others tighten their own ropes without hesitation. The killings, the beatings, and gangs, They all come from a land That because of an evil king, Was forced into becoming just that, Malicious, cannabalistic, and evil. What will it come to? Where will it end? Total annihilation? Destruction of an entire land? Only a few nukes need be exchanged, And all that we know as real will be no more, Gone in one twisted scream. |