If this world is real, it is pain that you feel When you inhale, where man prevails Your last meal, concrete and steel Now the tar soup, may not appeal The lungs that you had Are now fatally sad A dejected heart in an afflicted body All that malignant air We breathe everywhere Has defeated you Although cancer is strong, we are treating it wrong We are what we eat, sluggish poisonous meat How we treat the disease, how we swallow the pills Postponing decisions or just turning our heads Do you know what the calf’s fed is that fruit really red? All the love that you had Is just left to decay A religious soul might bring it to the hereafter But I can’t find the stairs And a rational blur Is concealing some secret elevator Now your strength is gone, your skin arid Your joy is exhausted, and your gaze is dull It’s almost time to close the lid All the life that you had Has now faded away Ingesting food created for the wealthy Starving til the last breath, or Supersizing to death No one stays healthy If this world is real, it is pain that I feel I guess you die today The industrial way