Beauty never seeks for the beholder Man made glimmers Shine for fake lights Hope held by the devil Promise for a paradise In faraway land The eve of decimated land While chasing to reach the eden The utopia of never exist Once glorified path, Now become the grave of grief For broken hope and dreams.
I thought life would be, Meaningless, I started to lose my mind, Suddenly I looked up to the sky, Stars shine through darkest night, Yield the brightened light, Oblivion shattered, Upon reach utopia state of mind
Take me to the crystal rivers that flow with calm pristine diamond torrents that glow. Take me to where all seasonless yields grow from the effortless hands of men who sow. Take me to lands of neither high nor low, where equality reigns with none below. I see meadows lush that men do not mow. I see people who do not toil for dough, with minds innocent, and without a foe, beaming with smiles radiant that overflow. In gardens green where sorrow does not show, kindness is what all men their neighbours owe. For all men do not accusations throw at their neighbours calm who vice do not know. Where each man with a cheerful heart says hello!
Take me to the land of crystal rivers, that glitter like a mirror for the gods. Take me to the height for altruistic lords, revered by the oppressed for being givers. I dream of a world drowned in abundance of joy infinite at its renaissance. Where the warm rays of the tropical sun soothe the pains of a bleeding wound by day. Where nature entertains with so much fun, like a funfair in the sweet month of may. I smell the pleasant scent of flowers gay pervading the plains of awe and wonder. Where colourful fruits in season render sweetness and nourishment at my behest. Where the sun's showers of warmth dry each tear, bringing to extinction, a world of fear in this magnificent haven of rest. I see a paradise for virgins fair, devoid of blemish with their silky hair. I see breath taking mountains clad in green, where romantic love birds would find serene. I see this world of beauty at its peak, which all dreamers would relentlessly seek, coming closer now to my possession than any dream or imagination.
At the top of the world my inferno swells consuming the masquerade of my blood heart once, founded upon red mountain I lost myself in billows of black, my sordid hands slipped through the sands of time- a pyramid of translucent rage within my whimsical mind pathed an oblivion spiraling down to the depths of the sea.
There my soul awaits slain, encapsulated by ice and a curse- forever, he writhes trapped in shards of tormented black glass they cut cut cut his frosted wings dead eaten alive by living sea bed yet the shadow of his touch still crystalizes my fear.
Then alone we atone
so emboldened his & my ****** & pulse wrapped in rebirth we rise to blinding lights longing to taste world's end- before our blank utopia begins with song in C-minor.
Technology, You know me so well I share everything with you first You know everything about me Things I might not even be aware about You bring me to Utopia with each touch A single swipe, and I get my cup of tea But how bad could you be for me I have increasingly decreasing attention I am just a tool to you A point to collect more data to sell And sell away to manipulators And attack me with new intelligence I am always gullible Technology, I can't live without you I need you more than I thirst for water why do you set out to destroy my entire race?