Let the panic place us in a cell.

As we’re cast away with inner rage,

Let us take a ride on the pandemic carousel.

 

The plague existed when man fell,

The fall of the blessed creation age.

Let the panic place us in a cell.

 

Our words and tongue are sickened as well.

Round and round our words spin on stage.

Let us take a ride on the pandemic carousel.

 

Such a broken world that tries to sell

A pandemic as judgement incarnate, enraged.

Let the panic place us in a cell.

 

Panic. Pandemic. Epidemic hell.

This is nothing new of a story’s page.

Let us take a ride on the pandemic carousel.

 

Round and round we ride the bombshell,

Induced by fear and adrenaline, a deadly wage.

Let the panic place us in a cell.

Let us take a ride on the pandemic carousel.