Worldly Desire VI: Forbidden Land

Everyone doesn't know each other
No one looks at one another
for they're strangers living next door
No one understands each other
for they claim it's their personal floor
No one will regret their latest decision
for it means they lack precision

No one leaves anything behind
No one will be their own chasers
No one will repent and rewind
None will hide from their pointed lasers
None will run from themselves
None will undermine themselves

No one stays and wait for compromise
No one relies on themselves for sacrifice
No one estimates their limits and fame
No one appreciates their enemies' own game
No one will win without blood and sore
No one will have seen the clothes they tore

No, there will be no more winners
No more soldiers and no more frontiers
No more fortresses, for all are destroyed
No more lies in this death-defying toy
No more snakes in the bloody grassland
No more water in this dried-up wasteland
No more seers, no more observers
No more plants, no more desires
No other word can describe us all
No other mind can surprise us all

No more ambitions for all hope is lost
No more walks in this dreadful frost
No more motivation, no more disgrace
No more locked doors without their face
No more seconds, minutes, hours or years
No more natural occurrences other than tears
No worldly desires, no more hands
No more destruction in this forbidden land