Poem: World of Sin
I'm looking for the forest of gluttony,
A place with wolves of greed.
Help me look,
For I am hurt,
Within my dying fantasies.
I'm looking for the season of envy,
Where the fairies of thieves' play.
Help me look,
For I am crying,
Within my dying fantasies.
I'm looking for the river of sloth,
Filled with stars of vanity.
Help me look,
For I am singing,
Within my dying fantasies.
I'm looking for the city of lust,
Enchanted and bewitched with dreams,
Help me look,
For I am running,
Within my dying fantasies.
I've found it,
I've found it,
My world of sin.
Help me,
Help me,
For I am now entangled,
Within my dying fantasies...
I'm looking for the forest of gluttony,
A place with wolves of greed.
Help me look,
For I am hurt,
Within my dying fantasies.
I'm looking for the season of envy,
Where the fairies of thieves' play.
Help me look,
For I am crying,
Within my dying fantasies.
I'm looking for the river of sloth,
Filled with stars of vanity.
Help me look,
For I am singing,
Within my dying fantasies.
I'm looking for the city of lust,
Enchanted and bewitched with dreams,
Help me look,
For I am running,
Within my dying fantasies.
I've found it,
I've found it,
My world of sin.
Help me,
Help me,
For I am now entangled,
Within my dying fantasies...
