Happiness Is...

Peek through the hole
Tell me what you feel
Is it everything you've ever wanted to see?
The horror, the violence, the gore of a world that will
Always be ruled by chaos
The scene of a crime that you'll never be able to
Solve on your own
How can we rejoice
When billions of creatures are left with no choice?
And all of the flowers in bloom only wait for their
Death on a bed made of flames
Who's to blame?

I've had enough
I've never asked
To be born
In a place like this
Take me away
Cause I'm sure that I'll never know just what happiness is

Is faith our new hope?
We're out of control
The mining the bombing the atrocities
The ticking of clocks, racing towards the end of this
Fucked up reality
There must be a way to know what happiness is
Beside destroying ourselves
Or raping our daughters and sons
Depriving them of fresh air to breathe
And caging them blindfolded in a useless and
Endless spiral of lies
Watch them die
In agony
Their skin turns blue
They choke on the loveless hand
That feeds
A constant pack of
False, sugar coated promises
Of a future
That will never come

They've had enough
They've never asked
To be born
In a place like this
Take me away
Cause they're sure that they'll never know just what happiness is

The best you can do?
Is this the best we can do?
There's nothing that you can do
There's nothing that we can do
There's nothing that they can do
This, this the end
No, happiness never existed in the first place