Fashionable Leprosy

The putrid stench of the living
Makes me crave their death
The withered hand unforgiving
Tears away your breath

No escape from chronology
No hope preserving your youth
No matter what the technology
You can't avoid the truth

Flesh preservation
Meaningless trend
Abomination
Where do you end?

Changing your face
To show what you are
Covering everything
Masking the scar

Show them perfection
Flaws are your fear
You're fooling no one
With how you appear

Bury yourself
In pitiful lies
Your body lives on
Your spirit dies

See yourself a withered puppet
Covering up your signs of age
Wasting time to counteract it
Now you're on the final page

Ghoulish slave to your perception
Of what you are told to be
In your mirror no reflection
Just a face you'll never see

All your mind had left to offer
Wasted on your worthless face
Even that has lost its value
Lost a soul you can't replace

No one sees you as you once were
Just give up, admit decay
In the end you've brought disaster
To all those that you betray