The world is coming to an end
Wars and germs and all godsend,
They seminate guns and arms
And everything that causes harms,
The environment as we know
has become our worst foe,
instead of people taking care
they just drive us to despair,
but like me i don’t care much
cause my world is out of touch,
my atmosphere has a light air
leaving me nothing to scare,
all my atmosphere is augmented
saturated and fermented,
by the sweetness of your looks
out of schemes out of the books.