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