Savor your harmonies for they don’t always last
Ground to a pulp and defiled by the past

Scattered melodies don’t always remain
Shrouded in misery, the ethics of pain

To suffer in fades out, the passing of kin
Causes your mind to spiral, dance and spin

A wreckage of thought
Leave masses silent and distraught

When angst riddled drones are born
Fire bred, as stewards of scorn

Blood lusting youths, they shriek with delight!
Blinded by chorus, for a cause of fiendish spite

So burden yourselves with dismay
For your favored verses, simply cannot stay