| Death of a generation
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| A population of the mentally deceased
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| Family after family
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| Your ignorance, engraved on your tomb
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| Rest in peace, send your prayers. |
| Empty words carry the torch. |
| As the death
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| toll rises so do the prayers. |
| Too many go unanswered
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| What happens when the clock counts down?
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| Its do or die we’re not mean to survive
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| Open your eyes
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| All faith lost in all mankind
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| No faith, no sigh, no peace of mind
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| A cyclops mind is consuming our time
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| Humanity as lost its touch, we’re dead inside
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| Stuck inside a casket of hate
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| Life’s got no meaning, when you live to die
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| I’m dead, to the world above
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| Leave worthless, with no name
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| We’re sheep in line for a better life promised on the other side
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| What happens when the clock counts down?
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| Its do or die we’re not mean to survive
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| Open your eyes
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| All faith lost in all mankind
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| Family after family
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| Worthless scum tarnish our names
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| These dark times seem unbearable
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| We all live
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| In a world of black |