Sloth

The Devil sings to me.
He said, "The world is fine. Perfect just as it is, as it should be."
He said, "Work with what you have. You are smart. Improvise.
No need to waste your time and energy.
Fighting a battle you know you cannot win."

There is no need for your futile effort;
One man cannot change the system.
Sit, and enjoy the show,
Watch the world spins by in its downward spiral
And humour yourself.
It is all a part of His great plan.

The ciaos. The dramas. The killings. The wars.
The deceits and the lies among the beasts He created.
With their hearts as black and cold
As the deepest pitch of hatred.

The world will continue to turn each day.
The sun will rise,
So that it can be swallow by darkness each day.
There is no hope, no chance for redemption.

And the slaughters will go on – with or without your input.
Close your eyes and smell the blood.
After all, we are just human.
Nothing you do will ever change the will of God.

Sweet, sweet Siren Song,
The Devil sang to me.

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