I look outside my window, a fallen world I see Sorrow all around, a desperate plea Brother against brother, father against son One hurting another and nobody gets along I look inside myself the fallen nature I stare The evil inside of me is reflected everywhere My heart is consumed by greed, lust and pride Misery is my temple and anger is my guide And everyone around is growing deaf and blind They don't see the tortuous signs of the times The world is always changing and I'm all right with that But I can't pretend things aren't falling off the track I'm not in the position to give you some advice But I can't unsee the things right in front of my eyes Dystopia seems so close, knocking on the door Am I reading too much Revelation or 1984?