When the madness took hold
Entering into the jester's lair
2020: a flaming, dumpster fire
Filled with dead civilizations
The fleeting hopes of fear
Losses, many without due care
Our dreams were burning
Upon a flaming pyre
Once we had a dream
Then it turned to false hopes
Then there were kind thoughts
And so many empty prayers
But in the end,
That year was a nightmare
We'd thrown a party
Celebrating our genius
But no one is dancing
No joy found in that party
But with nobody there
To know
