Magnificant Disease


The world, an enigma of beauty

Life, so curious and grand

How amazing to be a part of it

Flowing with time as a grain of sand...

The breeze, the trees, the skies, the seas

It's all magnificant...It's a goddamn disease!

The skies are now gray

And the flowers will wilt

The seas will turn red

We'll die from our guilt

Innocence will parish

And evil shall rule

We'll celebrate the chaos

As pain becomes our fuel.

And so this life will cease to be

And acctually, I'm glad

Because these feelings never leave

Because I'm always sad.

Life once seemed so pure and true

I wish I still had those eyes

But once I grew up I could only see

The world was full of lies.

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