Future Spectacle

The world is shaded in black and white
with little or less courage we fight for our rights
poverty and sadness fills up our lives
Will there ever be a day I wont have to cry

faced with situations I couldn't rewind
I stay on fast forward, as to never fall behind
these endless lies, and countless denials
I never know who I am, or what I entitle

Some say I am human, others a fiend
Why not say I am a person who looks to be free
Without a sense of duty except for myself
I venture on with pride, with the belief every man for himself

Soon the world will be plastered in any given color
Where everyone will be grouped together, a variety of culture
No one to be frowned upon, and others disrespected
Just a large group of people with many connections