According to you, there ain’t no god and judgement day
Some silly nonsense of by-gone assholes trying to rule us down
Good and Evil are just convenient devices that aim to serve your annual gross report
Time ticks and you need to run to get your nails done before the festival on Saturday night
Two more glasses of champagne while you go through your pictures by the beach, comparing which ones most suit your eye
‘I didn’t want to say this’, you said, ‘but you outta change your shoes every Monday, haven't anyone taught you how to dress?’
You got tired just talking and drinking
Nice silk dress you have on that matches your red accent
I’m not a military man, Never had the uniform to impress
Taking time to think through what you’ve said, then I realized that you actually have said none
I don’t believe no sex and your lovely glamour looks just like another nameless chandelier
When the War comes
the Wolf howls
the Food run out
the Men perish
the Lies triumph
Will you bring back Peace
take us Home
plant new Corps
raise the Dead
let goodness Shine
As God bellow his wrath
Will your batting eyelashes fend him down?
No, Lady.
There’s just too much hurt in the world
When everyone is fighting not to bend down
Every bit of Sun only peeks though dark heavy clouds
No, Lady.
Take your money back to the bank and raze it to the ground
Treat your skincare and diet routine more seriously won’t bring you back alive
No, Lady.
I don’t think you know how this works
Your Vanity Doth Offend My Pride And Ground.
