Constant inconsistency

Narrow minded monarchy

Hopeless to the path you conform

Complying with every trend you adore

Shifting, shaping thoughts

Your brilliance has been lost

Your pride and your passion's been thrown to the wind

The natural desire has yet to begin

You've only got yourself to lead

Now tell me what's it gonna be

This is the choice that you have

You pick the need or the greed

And leave the latter to hang

Pleading for help from these sentimental beings

When sentiment brought you right back to beginnings

But strides have been taken

Body remaining vacant

Corrupt and unmistaken

Decisions guide your eyes

Into a void of lies

From your braindead mind

Shifting, shaping thoughts

Your brilliance has been lost

Your pride and the passions been thrown to the wind

The natural desire has yet to begin