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