Roots of distress grow deep in minds.
One life is not enough to pay our debts.
Until we reach the end.
Earning our crust.
Our courage fades away.
All ideas go astray.
Social scums screw around.
Gore and blood.
We carry this awful hate inside.
Every day is a cage.
Every night is hell.
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