DECADENCE
My heart is bleeding; shedding tears,
For the nonchalance of mankind.
I'm the present Rip Van Winkle; right from my mind
In a generation of deaf ears.
Crippled able-beings rages the streets;
Wanting riches on a platter of gold,
...
For the nonchalance of mankind.
I'm the present Rip Van Winkle; right from my mind
In a generation of deaf ears.
Crippled able-beings rages the streets;
Wanting riches on a platter of gold,
...