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We live the final day
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by [thedream ]

2011-04-07  |     | 

As childish fears and dreams shadow,
And doubt is creeping in the youth
We cry aloud, begin to wonder…
If life and death are not alike.

When trying to stand and beg for freedom
They break our knees with heavy load
There is no peace between the twilights,
There is no magic in our blood.

Nature itself screams in dispair
Wielding on us thousands of waves
Salvation gone, nobody near
This is the end of our race.

On the last day, in final hour
The young may pleade or try to bargain,
But all is lost, the soul is sour
Even our esence is now burden.

We dare to prey, to ask for something
In this black age satan’s arrived
We fight in vain, we die for nothing…
It’s like we’ve never even lived.

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