The Rise of The New Age
The Rise of The New Age
O the youth of new age
Lend me your vision
To clear the foggy haze
Created by society's attrition
I see through your eyes
The dreams you have sought
The beauty of the sunrise
And the path you have picked
I also see sorrow
From the death of your ambitions
Just pushing today, waiting for tomorrow
To fit in society's view of elysian
With the sunrise, rise from the scratch
Break free by opening the (society's) door latch.