Modernity

The sky bleeds out its sorrow And soaks all that commutes in this unforgiving terrain The white hare hustles through dirt to end such a giftless night To stumble through fallacies To arrive home And remain cold in the arms of her bed Now its time to fall adrift into a deep sleep To lay astray in the quill of the new world The new world Hello Hello Hello This new world is evil Reeks of hell This new world It reeks of hell Girl I painted my windows black so I can't see the putrid world outside I hate this new world I hate this world AHHHH Girl I Isolate I Isolate This new world It reeks of hell