Cynical Dorado

People as a type of biological beings
resemble a parasite in their behavior
They bunch in flocks hoping to choose a way
Which bears destruction and death

You know that to hate is simpler than to love
You know how easy it is to betray
You have already tasted blood of friends
It is your turn to be the king of dead

I hope we will have yet another try
to pull all the parts together
to throw off gray chains
and to become humans again

I know, light will be shed
light which will cure our flesh,
and will return us reason
lost in a fight with ourselves