What is a world
You know nothing about
Is it home or hell
Or is it the bottom of the well
A beautiful accident
Rotted by the fortunate few
Is the oil in the water enough
To dye the world
To their shade of gray
Just to leave us in disarray
We are not the willing blinded
Time has brought us to opening eyes
That our worlds in disguise
Existence today to be painted gray
Our existing thoughts if peace ring in delay
So god please watch us decay
We were never worth a world to stay
Is the oil in the water enough
To dye our world
To their shade of gray
We are not the willing blinded