Society
Not only do they practice, but they encourage
Death’s malpractice, on the underage
The circle of life always begins with a cry
But silent is the baby when the mother’s eyes are dry
Not only do they practice, but they encourage
Death’s malpractice is fueled with rage
Created as a people to live, laugh and cry
But our false sense of justice keeps us dry
The city of men built ever since Babel
For the love of land without seed or promise
Lost in passions, ideas and fables
Seek Neverland in your dreams, but be honest
