What Is Left To Inspire?

What is left to inspire?
A fabricated facade out of a perfect world replaces the 
old.
I loathe this decaying society and culture, there are no 
more heroes, there's no hope anymore.
Generations of literary masterpieces and avant-garde 
aesthetics are now buried
Between the trend of the week and between you and me 
there's no sense of decency.
Culture is a joke, everyone is dead inside.
Nothing is right anymore, as black coats my eyes I renounce
 it all.
Because we are brought up with blinders to know right from 
wrong, consequently well one man's morals are another man's
 bombs.
This world is filled with death and hate, this world's 
filled with hate.
And millions have died as a means to their end, and 
millions more will die as they seek their revenge, so I 
will rise above.
I can now rise above.