The Wretched Man

The feeling that it's really just a dream
As we watch our lives they drain away
Awaken in the cold reality
To a day like any other day

Struggling through the filth, of the ones in power
The hell they conjure wisely, to further all their putrid lives
Putrid lives
Agendas not even hidden
No one can stop them anyway
Retching in disgust
Over what humanity has become

A breed that evolved so much
They feed upon their own
This place is slowly dying
Just to support their profiteering

Agendas not even hidden
No one can stop them anyway
Retching in disgust
Over what humanity has become