in this world we once ruled,
sadness was scarce, and happiness pooled
shrewd in the eyes of the man once true,
denying lies to become a muse,
aslyum mind, asylum brain
are they not one in the same?
sick or sane, whichever tames
oppression is the name of the game,
shoot,
aloof,
I have no roof, so swept by the breeze
Diseases please, to peace please
So let's journey to the sea that's platinum
Take the One's hand, and strike back