Shame is such a plain way to describe this state/ And every forked tongue displays your intentions/ With every forked tongue a way to ascension but/ All is not well in the world we've created so bitter and jaded/ Again with the [bad word] routines we make/ Does every forked tongue seem as unrelenting/ As power as pressure every gluttonous pleasure you seek/ All is not well in this world we've created it's over you've [bad word] wasted it