Yet no - one is around
People walk past
As if in a blur
Just going by planting
Their seeds of destruction
Looking a certain way
Acting in such ways
Because everyone else does
In the blur of their exsistance
They look the same, act the same
believe the same, and die the same
They don't give a damn
Who they pull down with them
Those they love, those they dispise
They all pull each other down
Not caring of the pain caused
Their hatred, their greed, their lust
Will doom them all
Until the finally realise
The monsters they have become
