Constant inconsistency
Narrow minded monarchy
Hopeless to the path you conform
Complying with every trend you adore
Shifting, shaping thoughts
Your brilliance has been lost
Your pride and your passion's been thrown to the wind
The natural desire has yet to begin
You've only got yourself to lead
Now tell me what's it gonna be
This is the choice that you have
You pick the need or the greed
And leave the latter to hang
Pleading for help from these sentimental beings
When sentiment brought you right back to beginnings
But strides have been taken
Body remaining vacant
Corrupt and unmistaken
Decisions guide your eyes
Into a void of lies
From your braindead mind
Shifting, shaping thoughts
Your brilliance has been lost
Your pride and the passions been thrown to the wind
The natural desire has yet to begin
