Deep inside the city hatred is all that I see


    Smiles don''t exist in the faces around me


    Fear lingers among everyone passing


    Their mouths only certain words releasing


    The four-headed serpent coiled in its white circle in a sea of blood


    It controls them if they wish their loved ones not to be torn apart


    Among them all a face spreading glee


    Unlike the others dressed in black but without letting death be


    Followed by others he almost lazily drags his feet along the ground


    You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story.Aloof and careless he cares not for what happens around


    It''s a mystery that makes me wonder


    Does he simply not see his world being in a blunder?


    He comes and goes with more bags filled with his easy pleasures


    In a self-moving chariot, he loads them all not even attempting to measure


    Our eyes connect as they did with many others


    With the same look in each one, he hardly bothers


    His chest and arms speak of many achievements


    Medals coated everywhere but they feel underserved in their obtainments


    Just who might this frivolous fool be?


    In trying time laughing when he doesn''t lead


    But deep inside I can feel it in my being''s fivers


    He''s dangerous no matter what to show he bothers


    In truth he lies misguided like I once did


    Curiosity irks me to know what he would really believe


    Amidst misery to be so outgoing and live with laughter


    This one fell short in mind, trading one evil for the other