Remains Of Unfruitful Existence

What with one hand spinning lies the other feeds on deception
Our young ensure the inevitable
A thousand eyes watch helpless,
the morals spit upon our open arms
Black cover all, the ground opens
technology;s great achievnents
The immeasurable storms bring foretold destinies
Leaving man in his rightful places,
cowering in the face of violence
Numbers rise beyond control all meat for the slaughter;
the great being does not live
It never was and shall be forever,man the temporary inhabitant only by his way