This world isn’t worthwhile now.
Love seems to have winged away
No longer our guards upheld high now.
Silence! No glee, bleak stands the bay,
Minerva appears to be in exile now.
Humans but no humanity persist hereby.
Beasts are what they’ve turned into right now.
No hope, only dear lies, no mourning, only tears
This world isn’t worthwhile now.
Come on, let’s just sleep tight now.
Let's just die now!
-Mason Carter