Drunkaholics are old-fashion
See society decay
In the number of crime series
Dark patterns rule a virtual world.
Witchcraft will destroy your mirrors
It kills your ego so be glad
The ego alert is ever so needed
In this conflict war zone
The angel of death is sin
The love for the other is holy
The love of truth is uneasy
Caritas veritatis is in danger
But Tyson Fury fights ahead
The ego clash never outdated
Ali saw butterflies instead
The survival of night fables
Once you wake up out of it
You find yourself living
In a world full of hybrids
The robot future is now present
So program the heating at 100
The doors interiorly locked
You'll get banal murder houses
Like we had horror movies
It was on the hill Mozes stood
For fear of the everlasting One
Now we've fallen off
Sending us back into the elves' bench
We need to fertilize our grounds again
Making the living earth greener
Growing turkey tails out of rotten wood
Heal the planet's industrial sores
Strangle every libertinian dream
As disappearing boats in the mist
Otherwise we'll be doomed forever
In the apocalypse of John
Around the broken pieces
Of shattered cosmic waste
That was once the place
Where the butcher burned witches' matottes
© GdJ
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