Chameleon love in the Jungle
Shelter is in the heart of the caves
Amongst the darkness
Life's Journey is hard to never falter
When beauty is a wildebeast
And chivalry lies at the alter
Success is a rose bush
Shed red to get red
Climb the devils mountain
The never ending uphill battle
Death is a gift of life
Cried the spiraling black bird in the sky

An atheist cried for something to believe in.

He explored and exploited the world, wondering where's "God" been.
What to believe in?
Theres just enough poverty to make the funds go around.
So he put his morals on the shelf to make it in money town.
They said he needed college, but his middle fingers stuck.
He hates what he's best at, blessings happened to be a curse.
Who to believe in when he doesn't believe in himself?

Disbelief is belief in itself.