I look outside my window, a fallen world I see
Sorrow all around, a desperate plea
Brother against brother, father against son
One hurting another and nobody gets along

I look inside myself the fallen nature I stare
The evil inside of me is reflected everywhere
My heart is consumed by greed, lust and pride
Misery is my temple and anger is my guide

And everyone around is growing deaf and blind
They don't see the tortuous signs of the times
The world is always changing and I'm all right with that
But I can't pretend things aren't falling off the track

I'm not in the position to give you some advice
But I can't unsee the things right in front of my eyes
Dystopia seems so close, knocking on the door
Am I reading too much Revelation or 1984?