Twisted faces hide behind shadows
Showing the darkness of lives past
People living in darkness too long
Time moving so fast
Worlds were once ruined
As fire would slowly die
Creation is a process
That many have yet to try
I see the world now
And it seems so sad
Living in a time
When Earth has gone mad
The world could use some change
To modify and rearrange
Maybe then, less twisted faces
Maybe too, greater places
