Age of Posion

 

The Grey World in its Blossom
with no Tears left to Cry
Offices filled with Amphetamines to make you feel Awesome ^^
while the last Trees slowly Die
plastic Grass on the Ground
with smell of fresh Ash
Lovely Concrete all around! ^^
full of Litter and Trash
Join us! the ones born to die
born to work at sunrise and sleep with fall
born to swallow some Pills and never ask why
Born as renewable resource after all! ^^
Machines with no personality
Living a life full of Thrills! ^^
United in Unindividuality
in our land ruled by Ads and Bills
where even your skin will suffer corosion
where even Breathing will bring you Pain! ^^
so welcome to the Age of Posion!
and all beware it's Acid rain. ^^