| Steady we are heading for an end, a growing anger
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| The core of what we call our mother earth is spitting flames
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| Laughter about us all what we built and created
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| The one that we call god takes back now what belongs to him
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| No one knows when it will end…
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| But we can be sure our last time is certain
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| Avarice in mind, the opposite to waste of gods
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| We are raping what we need to live and view through children’s eyes
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| Deafening the silence will be that which stays at last
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| Through floods and fires we will all be witnesses to our own fall
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| I closed my eyes but didn’t see
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| Knew it for long inside of me
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| It’s our last time swallowing up in flames
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| It’s our last time, no one will remember our names
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| It’s our last time going down in flames
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| And that is the way that we chose
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| Cowardice, swimming against the stream is ending on one day
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| The character of man is broken, just wait a bit more time
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| Deafening the silence will be that which stays at last
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| We didn’t keep in mind that we did laid in our hands
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| Sleeping, dreaming
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| Leave this world
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| Escape the truth
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| Awaking, fleeing
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| To a peaceful place in youth |