1. GREED

You keep your cheer in a tomb and your mama's all in tears
Since you threw your dreams out of the window
"It's for the best, I swear"
But you were already there
And tears taste much saltier when life's sweet

Surrounding yourself
With creative minds, you said
"A remedy to lead me to glory"
And I am sorry for you
Because you fucking knew
Now your blood draws orchestral cries of anguish!

The memories that bother you so much
Never were of anything real
You paint your own future
Full of talents and dreams
All for which you plea you can be
Creative as you see

Creative traits
Aren't always good for you,
If they're sick they will beautifully kill you
They are a dangerous folk
Still you were deaf to her invoke
Now it's too late to lay tenacious deeds dead

The memories that bother you so much
Never were of anything real
You paint your own future
Full of talents and dreams
All for which you plea you can be
Creative as you see

Outrageously you'll never know
How wrong you've been
Or how you've erred
Enraged to know you'll never see
What you had lost,
What could have been

The memory that bothers her so much
Never was, it doesn't exist!
A lesson this harsh
Is a lesson unlearnt
Since your head had spread
In your mind's stead-
Oblivious, utterly dead.