Having made the choice of ignorance
An early tomb surely awaits
Those who sit above
Nothing yet can convince
Of earths tattered remains
Upon you, the stench lies
Of charred and ashen shame
Of ash and shame
All could have been prevented
But in greed full thought
As empathy lost
Your Lies may lead to fame so arduous
Oh the difficulty of praise
The pains of sympathy
Look deeper and find nothing
Witness with me the end of all things
Lives shortly lived as ground breaks apart
Acts of power ; the poor broken of heart
Kneeling to serve a king not present
His grace lacking of validation
Malediction given in face of opposition
But shun and be fed desired contradiction
Enter your grave and envy those lost before
Their passing devoid of modern suffering
Enter your grave you wished so deeply for
Dearly forgotten and be blessed no more