sell me, sell me my soul

drawn by: Xenocry

what world we live in now,
where food comes in cans,
and water we have to buy,
with every disease we have to have scans,
and like birds we can fly.

what a world we live in now,
where we can talk from our hands,
and in hiding show emotion,
where food is served in pans,
and tragedy we can see in slow motion.

what a world we live now,
where God is an illusion,
and devil a form of excuse,
where life is bought and sold with selection,
and love a nuclear disaster with a fuse.