Who could fall in love with a boy who could not love
He who would claim that the world is so fruitless
If he sees a lost cause; then so he is one
Who's writings are Godless and doleful
Such sinister words he speaks, thus must believe
To be alone is what he seems to want
Or maybe for society to kneel at his feet
What goal could he so plainly see
That he would pass all faith this way
So ascetic of human comfort and passion

Who is this man, or rather still a boy
I can't find exactly what is he
He has better hopes for you and your kind
Already forsaking himself and change
If Lucifer was cast from Heaven for love
Then this child was cast from Hell for hate
He understands the collapse of civilization
In a way more subtle than prophetic sayings
There is no void or lack of care in heart
Just experience too young he takes

He lives just to reclaim
Life from greed and mistakes