AN ELEGY TO THOUGHT

In a world full of lies 

Full of hatred and broken ties 

I sing along with my heart's lament 

At the grave of my only friend  

Fangs are revealed by the night 

The weakness of the morning light 

The moments I have come to resent 

Is this world nearing its end?   

A toast in the honor of the living dead 

Corpses removed from their eternal bed 

And for a message solemnly sent 

I cry for an ear none will lend   

I beg to the one entrusted with the power 

Breathe some life lest the earth devour 

Shells with no oceans to vent 

Actions forsaken and unable to mend   

Here lies an honest friend 

Betrayed all the way to the end 

A Price tag for tears never spent 

Woe is me, for myself I fend