It puts men to their knees,
Powered by rage and blinding love
Even the greatest will wither and hide
Entering their own soul’s hell of irreversible pride.
The very thoughts of it make women laugh,
Thinking how fun it is making them foolish
Even the good hearted are tempted beyond care
To see men’s fury and irrational thoughts declared.
It will conquer the island of which we call a heart,
Pushing out any devotion or using it as its slave
Even the pure within a world of sinners will show
That God himself would not dare to interfere or control.
Wading through the fires of Hades is preferable
Turning men into sadistic beasts, how wretched
Even the complex beings cannot avoid the transformation
Distorting the minds of entire nations.
It will never cease to curl the mind and coil the heart
Forever changing how we perceive life and death
Because even the unalterable will lose their sanity
Losing this game of life to plain and simple; jealousy.