happyness is in youre frame of mind,
if you put youre trust in it it forms a bind,
a bind that grows all to fast with time,
it will destroy you like a manevolent slime,
a slime that destroys everything in its path,
with a kind of seren and beutiful rath,
like the burning of a flower,
the flames emmiting a lustful power,
a power that consumes more and more,
a power that makes you want to soar,
happyness is in youre frame of mind.
darkness is the state of the world,
banishing light while on a swift twirl,
the demons are coming out to stay,
and the children are just dying to play,
the smell of raw sewege in the streets,
the demons laugh whyll the humans grow weak,
the demons laugh in kidish delight,
whyll they fill the world with blight,
this is theyre world now we made it this way,
now were the ones that are going to pay,
darkness is the state of the world.
