Metastasizes
Dread and chaos
Like tremors (tremors)
When we can't contain the chaos
We are filled with dread and panic
We turn on each other
So, the story never changes
Hate prevails
It metastasizes and outlives love
It metastasizes
Like tremors around us
And it's true
We turn on each other
So if we can't learn, hate outlives love
It's not something we come to by reason
So what are we to do?