In your phone in your minds you hide so far away.
speaking drinking talking and thinking you not what ahead lays.
Herded like sheep taught to speak about what you know.
you do not listen or pay attention so soon you all shall know.
The end is nigh we all will die the world is coming slow.
For its all the same and all a game you will never truly show.
Your true emotion thought or devotion it all will end the same.
You all are slaves to what you crave and that will be your grave.