In the year twenty, twenty five We should be beyond being Neanderthal Yet here we are in our advanced state A Nation in a spiral fall
Back to our beginnings To our primitive nature Living in todayβs society feels Like a disease without a cure
When wrong is manipulated as right To the point right is replaced by wrong The truth gets perceived as a lie The wind whispers a sad song
The youth have been betrayed To the point the truth hurts them inside There was once a promising future But now that future has died
Values and morality feels like Itβs being reversed like a form of dyslexia The new world order of the generation Is a backwards insult to our Intelligentsia