I see a world in decay
The wrong people stepped up to rise
We’re all just sheep adding to the flock
An I can see the human inside
An I can see the human through your eyes
But I ask where is the line drawn between you and I

I can Envision a paradise
Where everyone’s freed from a wicked mind
Where everyone is freed to truly be alive

But I can never grasp it
I fear that humans can only be defined
By the pain a suffering within and without their own lives

May just be that we’ve given up
And locked our selves away
In the illusion we call “Reality”

You must pardon me for what I say
It’s just the old soul inside
Finally fed up with seeing the world in decline

When I was younger I knew that the tendency would only grow stronger
And as I grow older I know I’ll only fall harder
As I get up I know I’ll be able to run farther
Before I reach my final  collapse
I ask again for forgiveness
this is just me
And my misanthropic tendency