Ignoring most the heart-held hate
I kiss her face and love the taste
Beholding hands that **** and won't
Love is just a subtle loan
Inside the skies lies endless cries
Music comes and music dies
Infants grow just like mistakes
Reverse the age and compensate
Futuristic toolsheds that **** the men and take their bread
Pouring blood and tears and sweat, do we complain when we get fed?
Ask acrylic paint to see
A beautiful picture with beautiful trees
With beautiful water on beautiful seas
On a beautiful day with a beautiful breeze
Now ask that same paint to bleed
For the endless death and haunting screams
For broken hearts and shattered dreams
For all false notions between the seams
This is the world of reality