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Rancor’s the foundation of social life,
The poverty gap’s still touching off strife.
Envy, hatred, hypocrisy and greed…
Progression’s has been kept as a simple seed.

Dismantled illusions of peace and happiness? No!
We can’t continue storing up this bitterness.

A voiceless generation full of “criticism”
In a society where inertness is an accepted thing.
There’s nothing to loose but so much to gain,
Standing aside won’t allay the pain.

No more dismantled illusions of peace! No!
The final ode to our frustration and loneliness.

To live, not to exist.
Imposing standards and forcing ideas,
The perfect mechanism that’s been working for years.
Rise up from your knees and strive against
The oppression we’re subject to day by day.

To live and not exist is a prerogative?

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