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Dying our will to live
Within an age of ignorance
Corruption and decay
No one cares for anyone
As we turn to slaves
Of our own malicious importance

It seems there's no way
To avoid this fear, this bitter taste of truth

How could we do such an estate
That is nothing but a remission
A heritage left behind by some dangerous fools
Taking to live and never to give
Your false prophet's new generation
A hungry ideology is devouring itself

When the last spark of cordiality
Has died by emotional coldness
There will be no one to laugh
On this black ship of fools
Drifting to shores of sources unknown
Untouched by profane vandalism
A natural soil where reason's
Repressing the rules

Pain strikes deep in me
Life is running low

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