Falsetto

I can see the false hope and doom, the hissing in the breath, Sorrowful, baleful emotionless, every word reeks of death. The masses that follow blinded now, forever will they weep, Appointing a puppet of false hope, The rage and anger we reap. Anger fills the glasses full, confusion fills the mind, My heart now torn, as a tattered flag, doom for all mankind. To settle now for this false hope, my desire to amend, To watch our world fall apart, the loss of a life long friend.