Frankestein

A metaphoric reflection on what this society became... Written in 2001.

Look at the scares in the skin
watch out the nice smile we have
look at the eyes deep inside and
you'll find how fake the smile was...

Look at the peaces of flesh
confusinlgy stick to form parts
with pieces of you, me and them,
puzzle pieces conforming a man...

Its a Frankestein world...

we are disconnected from our main source, as a whole
We're zombies without deep meaning, but fake fun
Patches of vain, hollowed concepts, empty souls
the twentieth first generation of this world...

Groove in the streets of decay
Step on the planes of our God
Mock them as ridiculous and then
Cry, moan backstage, far from us...

Pollute! Be violent! Prejudge!
Be cool! Be selfish! Be brave!
Stand alone from the space and crowd
like the rest of the world...

Damn... Its a Frankestein world!

Look at the peaces of flesh
sewed with threats, to form parts
with pieces of you, me and them,
puzzle pieces conforming a man...

Its a Frankestein World...
We're a Frankestein, Y'all..