By Arcassin Burnham

The outside of you maybe gold but your heart is a black mist,
putting your friends before your family is in every since a diss,
dismembered the brain you possess in world that is so tamed,
I don't need your time , don't even remember your name.
in a failed generation that you provoked , only shines through some quick tempers,
if you know about peace , love and faith then that's something that you can't deliver,
somewhere always losing your soul due to all the fortune and fame.
I don't need your time , don't even remember your name.