In the Land of Six,
They are void of sun —
They have no clue,
Of what's to come

They all have dead fingers,
And their souls are sorely numb —
So they happily live in their ignorance,
While their outlook is invariably glum

Yet they never seem to learn
From their countless, careless mistakes —
Sadly never realizing
What's really at stake...

So they continue to take and take,
But never, ever give —
Not truly knowing
What it means to love or live

All is about lost...
Yes, everything...everyone —
But their destructive cycle
Will unfortunately never be done.