| Ferrying across the ocean of waste and debris
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| My feet touch the water, smeared with grime
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| I close my eyes and hear the mourning echoes
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| Of a world we took for granted and for naught
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| How can we live and breathe also be what we are
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| Presence is a mockery to all that is good
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| We clad ourselves in robes of disgrace and vanity
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| Visions of the light made through forests afire
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| We drink — forever
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| We eat — and swallow
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| We drink — Holy water
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| We have a thirst for the worst
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| Treading underfoot, shame is our name
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| Kill without redemption, murder is our game
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| Polluting and abusing, consume with gluttony
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| Forcing and bending with nauseous foolery
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| We drink — forever
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| We eat — and swallow
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| We drink — Holy water
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| We have a thirst for the worst
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| Harmony & Solo: Michael
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| Solo: Morten
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| Man’s a disease, their leaders are the worst
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| We poison our minds, needs put at the first
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| Artificial deserts with a thirst
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| We are a curse — thirst for the worst
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| We drink — forever
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| We eat — and swallow
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| We drink — Holy water
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| We have a thirst for the worst |