The sky is blank
no stars no suns
The churches are empty
no priests no nuns.
The future is black
the summers are cold
The past was green
the present untold.
Hearts are now rusted
the skin is so plastic
Love is just a synonym
of sex so sarcastic.
Loved by hate
we find opaque clarities
Our earth wrapped in sin
imaginary blood stained fantasies.
We have chosen a path
that shall end in a calamity
We will all rust in pieces
for the rest of eternity.