The World Is Not Lost
The faces full of dark ,
like the eyes of a prisoned lark .
Not a drop of tear to be found
in the cold-blooded eyes , frozen though round .
Freedom is not free , it has a cost .
So look around you ,
and feel the lifeless crew .
The world as it is , is completely lost .
The sun never shines ,
doesn't free the world from vines ,
all cold and frost .
Corruption is an epidemic ; it destroys the world .
But the silver-lining will shine , everything will take a fold .
For the Saviour will come ; the world is still not lost .
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