Doom 2 - Society's Gloom and Future Departure
Silence plants itself in the ruins where we all lay in despair and we separate into pairs
Screams of anguish and torment filter the atmosphere
The buildings are jacked-up, the automobiles are wrecked...and the tires have a mighty lot of tears?
The windows are cracked open and the families are all full of fear, not contentment or cheer
How are we going to make a living? Is there a place available for us? Maybe there’s room in the bus…?
Where could we go to switch gear? How can we clean up this clutter?
Where shall our peace take place? Could we have good luck showered upon us?
Where shall our shelter take place? Could we beat this wild goose chase and depart from one another?
Are we all going to cope with this devastating doom?
Do we have enough room in this room or
Do we have to seek departure and soak in society’s gloom?
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