Beauty In Ashes

A beautiful world, with out a single soul but inhabited by mere statues, A place where credibility is narrated as a myth whereas hostility is translated into a legendary status and corruption pays the dues, Consequentially, Water is now tasteless and money has no real domestic value because human blood has become a purchasing power for survival issues, Democratic institutions are without transparent constitutions, for propagated dictatorship is the disguised agenda designed for the masses, used to subdue, Love is traded for lust as religion is saturated with culture, Thereby Reality is transformed into fiction because Humans have been regenerated into fragile robotic devices, being manipulated in the claws of evil spirits running the earth surface, Intentionally for relative misuse, Therefore lawlessness is now fashionable and wickedness is currently worshipped while Godliness has concurrently become a societal abuse, Trust has diminished into an ordinary, archaic gesture Thereby diplomacy has been casted to the ground as a faint, vicious shadow, because battles are fought casually in pretentious, deceptive, silence without traces of confrontational evidence or clues, Subsequently, depression now exists as a common household name, because amidst a godless people, peace is simply an evil fantasy which can only be found in broken, destructive pieces of polluted, minded refuse...(TRASH)... At the end of it all, civilisation is buried in dust while productivity burns to ashes because development has become a spoil of war and selfish hatred, is the cause...