The rise and fall of the tide
The major suffering nationwide
The pulsing beats of the human heart
The corrupt nations that fall apart
The movement of the tectonic plates
The power of evil continuously dictates
The constant blinking of the human eye
The vast darkness that fills the sky
The thoughts that linger at the back of a mind
The troubled souls searching for one that is kind
The sounds waves that vibrate off one's eardrums
The children of our future abandoned in the slums
The shackles of society that weigh us down
The merciful heavens that give us a frown

Tis hither that we part
An escapade of misadventures
To bethink not wherefore
We hath chosen to part
But to what we owe this encounter
Alas the world may sayeth
Stranger art we not
So t aches me to sayeth
Tis hither that we part
Mine stranger