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Finally!  I got it!

It's all clear to me now

Dry your weary eyes

No time now to cry your despair

Pray to your heart

And let the stream of life flow through



Never a matter of when

More of a matter of why

The black crows of silence

Reek of dominating nature

To feed on the flesh of the infected ones

Bring us a swift end

For we kneel before those who speak

Of the path that life bestows us



Fuck it though, why bother?

The only guarantee is the end

Better to pack up early before the storm hits

Let those with nimble hands and strong arms

Clean up this pitiful mess

We'll leave this town burn to hell



Stand your ground, and keep fighting

The pain consumes us all

Stand your ground, keep pushing forward

The burning hatred of one will bring the end

Stand your ground, never give up

Because its the only way to look from the bottom



Question the questions that are asked

Not an answer clear in sight

We'll dance for eternity

Without ever knowing the pain of being happy

Oblivious some would say

But its better to have loved and lost

Than to be killed trying to love the one who owns you