| The hordes and dreams are willing, with tempting thoughts to kill
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| To erase the pain forever, til justice shows its bill
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| Miles that we passed by — inconsiderate and braindead
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| You lived, I died — the hate breeds in my head
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| Torture! |
| and sick propaganda, lies are shaking hands with men
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| Life burns down to ash, til nothing’s left to win
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| Blinded by greed and possession, value drop out like ash
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| Once your friend, now an enemy — we’re all victims of this tragedy
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| Resources put down in bags and slowly thrown away
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| No grasp to hold
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| Release us from this cage
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| In scenes of eternal, in fields of oppression
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| Torture and sick propaganda, death is calling from the grave
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| Life burns down to ash, til nothing’s left to gain
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| In dreams of eternal
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| In fields of endless pain
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| In scenes of eternal waste
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| Darkness thrills through the light — dust rains in black haze
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| I live, you die — soaked and armed with hate
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| In scenes of eternal waste
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| Bodies drop dead, cities collapse — a living hell began
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| Injustice’s been erased, discharged by common death
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| Equality now prevails
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| The strong and the weak, together they bleed — past led to penitence
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| Not until there’s nothing left, our world will apprehend
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| Living in morbid hell, we do not learn a single thing in this dwell — eternal
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| waste
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| Human race will burn away until we realize, we’re living eternal waste
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| Insanity in minds — scenes of eternal waste
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| Living in a lie — scenes of eternal waste |