Be Street

Remember the time, of
Sex offenders and street crime;

Black market soul prostitution

An' mad censorship of minds-

in a retrogressive revolution.

Okay I'm a downer, pessimist,

Cynical bitch,
Just before the world has me jaded,

I'm going to make a statement

And that is:

The world is skeletal and wasted.

Abstract and detached,

From the order of chaos-
An impure nation,

Let's face it.

An' for generations, you'll be hearing

from monsters like me

reminding you of our

man-made destiny.