In the screen i saw wouldbe singers
All blinded by the light of renown
Dreaming that by some magic powers
Their grunt could become harmonious sound
In the screen i saw politicians
Arguing and battling for ephemerals
Hidden when we pour oil in oceans
Seen on every famous funerals
When the earth will collapse finally
Overwhelmed by its stupidity
Power addict and starving angel
Will lead my way to the burning hell