Really many years ago, someone tried to recreate his world destroyed decades ago. That someone it was me, I thought of love and human nature, trees and lakes and sympathy.
Lost, without the chance to feel. Killing machines, believers and betrayers said they're hailing me. And what I finally got to see, I made wars and violation, guns, revenge, hypocrisy.
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