Demi-Gods

Get out

I never wanted this
You always told me ignorance is bliss
And looking back, all I regret is taking all that I could get
While others still had nothing yet

I listened to all you would say
While the voice of my conscience was fading away
Stop wanting
Stop Demi-Gods

I concede that I do not know
Why, what you get when you multiply 6 by 9, is 42
But rest assured, I'm well aware of all the anger in the air
For our home is everywhere we go

Promises we would reject
Are prosperous due to our flagrant neglect
Stop waiting
Stop Demi-Gods

Always the last word becomes the first heard
And it's too late to mourn the loss
And I don't have a helping hand to extend
They've all been bitten off

Another day dies
And in its loss, lies
Another loser foots the cost

Adding to insult, my dying eyes see
Another Demi-God trample over me