The race of man is spent;
His honor left in Rome,
The night we were born in has whent;
And Our once pretty pallet is chrome

O Humanity! The Pains I must bare!
Pride, Anger, Greed, Pain, Selfishness, all vain!
And all tangled in my hair!
and all leading to a single lane...

And In my opinion life, is but the fools game
Who've thought they've won,
Have had their fun
Till they go to hell in shame.