Goodness in Darkness

Born in hell

The hell of this

The abysmal darkness

A world without righteousness

Head slipping and burning

Tis turning and spinning

Spiraling out of mind

Nothing is kind

Fake laughs and smiles

Hypocrisy without shame

A game to fight for your name

Tossed in the piles, running for miles

Dying little by little

Death in life, dead bread

Naught in head to bed

Rest in a nest of darkness

Zombies among us

Nothing inside survived

Walking corpses in life

Can't rewind to find

Finding hope or serenity

Searching for tranquility

Trying to survive the tide

In this damned world among the damned

It's all about fake personality

Not character, or good character

Not about morality or integrity

There be naught in this fake world

People preaching, so called teaching

But where's the healing, the need be calling

Calling righteousness down to judge the darkness

Where're the good people to build a steeple

Battle after battle to find a saddle

One after another to find something better

To have life in this abyss none would miss

Whatever happened to goodness in the darkness