Nephilim

People keep asking
What were you, before you were born?
Bringing me to task:
What kind of brand name clothing was worn?
Was there anyone to mourn
When you removed your mask?

Hey, what was unlife like for you?
Hey, do you wish for undeath too?

People keep saying
Are you tired of these times of ice?
People keep praying
That somehow everyone willl play nice
Then we run out of devices
With nothing left for saving.

Hey, you can look at me askew
And maybe wish you never knew.

People keep walking
Down the roads they know so well
But nobody's talking
Since life is just a damn hard sell
Better by far a life in Hell
But I see you're still balking.

Hey, it's not so hard once you try
To kiss that old life good bye.

Hey, even if all goes awry
Just stretch your arms and fly.