Wizards, Shamans
Doctors, Lawyers
Fog filled magic in the city of lights
People listening to themselves for themselves
I spin around , my eyes blurry, am I at work
Is this living
Frogs and squirrels , choking through the toxic sludge
The necessary elimination of an overrun population
Souls already sick, a mass elimination is needed
From animals , nature, incurable mutated virus evolves.
It must be as history throughout time follows true it’s timeframe
Overpopulation  must be cleansed
As the world becomes anew again , hope for Mother Earth,
Shamans and Wizards.