The world is a creature that is dying
Crying and whining in pain
It feels the wars and the corruption as well as the greed
And the world is filled with monsters
They’re polluting the poor world with crimes
But now the world is running out of time
The world is screaming for mercy
Desperately asking for a quick death
For the world is slowly dying
Just like the monstrous humans that it hosts
Its heart is slowly failing on the world
And soon it will collapse in on itself
Death happens everywhere despite the desperate plea
That comes from the mouth of the world
Life and Death doesn’t seem so important anymore
Liars and Hypocrites deny that they will do any harm
But it is them who are making the world scream some more
The world is screaming for mercy
Desperately asking for a quick death
For the world is slowly dying
Just like the monstrous humans that it hosts
Its heart is slowly failing on the world
And soon it will collapse in on itself
The world is whimpering in pain some more
Destroying the soul of the heart inside
Screams erupt from within the core
The people wonder what is making that noise
Before they shrug and declare that they do not care
The world is screaming for mercy
Desperately asking for a quick death
For the world is slowly dying
Just like the monstrous humans that it hosts
Its heart is slowly failing on the world
And soon it will collapse in on itself
The world is screaming for mercy
Desperately asking for a quick death
For the world is slowly dying
Just like the monstrous humans that it hosts
Its heart is slowly failing on the world
And soon it will collapse in on itself
Besides, I would rather keep my style of writing than change it for someone else. I wouldn't enjoy writing otherwise.
Everyone has a side that makes them out to be a monster.
Actually, I kind of know the answer, but I gotta question it more before sharing.