Judgement of Corruption

We're going to hell,

Every last one of us

Not after death but now.

Up from deep water

We have risen,

And shall soon return.

Magma has slithered into

Our bones,

The fumes intoxicating us so we can't breathe.

Purgatory means nothing,

Pain means nothing,

Principles, nothing.

A little money paid though,

And you can forget,

Pretend to play innocent.

Murder more souls

In your mental stay

Than ever before.

Maybe hell won't look

So red then,

In comparison.

But we're still burning away,

Frozen by our own fire,

With no salvation left to seek.

Reviews

[Tai Ryens]

This is a stunning portrayal of society as it is and has been for most of human history. So much bloodshed has been spilled that I wonder if hell is just another playfield for the gods or a god to play with, as if we were chess pieces. Yet, we're all used to that, because in reality, in our world, the chess pieces are always being played by generals and presidents and leaders and kings down here on earth. Well done, Riley.

[Riley Bray]

Thank you very much Tai, well summed up. :)

[Totoro-Sama]

I love this vocaloid song ..
I also love the poem~!

[Riley Bray]

Haha someone recognized it!!!!! Thanks for the review by the way. xP

[Totoro-Sama]

No problem!
Lol. I was wondering if anyone did~ xD

[sonnie ibadah]

well, aint that right! maybe the fallacy to make the world a better place is necessary but eventually, its a meaningless struggle.

[Riley Bray]

I can agree with that! Thanks for the review stranger!!! :)

[sonnie ibadah]

ur welcome stranger!