Oh, those engines begin to rev and drive us to insanity
And we mourn for the dead; the most tender fatality
It's a world of patterns; a world of simplicity
When we desire the easiest path of humanity
And stop only to vicariously live through translated brutality
Take a sip and burn, and you'll relish the toxicity
Translucent and jejune hearts only warmed by the toxicity
But poison, we know, takes us only to insanity
And psychosis loses us control of our most instinctive brutality
The death of others brings our own fatality
Is this what is best for humanity?
Life and death are just simplicity.
Childhood stories long to bring us simplicity
But later, stomachs are turned by the toxicity
Of lies so easily spread by humanity
We can't even stop at insanity!
And thus, we reach our sweet fatality
Brought along by a rush to brutality.
Life before love contains only brutality
And sometimes the most difficult way is simplicity
Because when it comes between breath and fatality
Many of us desire the definite toxicity
As it's preferable to tortured insanity
Has anyone considered what's best for humanity?
Please, take a moment to care for humanity
Drop your harsh words and weapons; forget brutality
This animalistic senselessness is just insanity!
Maybe true simplicity
Would forgo all toxicity
And take a moment to care about the smallest fatality.
So often forgotten, the displaced fatality
But is it not the obligation of humanity
To end the cold toxicity
And unloving brutality
In search for the gift of simplicity;
To steer us directly away from insanity?
When your words drip with toxicity, you'll bring about fatality
And send straight to insanity the whole of humanity.
Instead, reign in brutality, because complexity of thought may bring the deepest simplicity. |