Tears of Terra
The carcass of a femininie beauty spend and done
Lies unblissful beneath blood flowing nature
As her chastity behind hidden bushes shatters
Here we are humans, who have killed and still won...
Earth, Oh dear! Plead you not for casting your death lot
Shalln't you know what men keep deal-sealed matters
It's your nudity all that matters for our lifeless greeds
What you want, you seek, you die, bother us not...
Blood for bloodshed, we want us purified by the innocent
We go round villanious, annihilating; it's you who feeds,
Yet again, we get back nowhere, weren't you my son?
Look around Oh Man! Don't you think it's time to mend...
Get back to your senses, there is nothing more to deflower
Let's get ready for her funeral, keep burning the candleflower
A final turning back, couldn't you lend a hand to recover
Your'e a bad winner man, this isn't how you show your power...
( The carcass of beauty spend and done - William Shakespeare)
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