What is this pain,
a world insane!
There’s no more truth,
disillusioned youth.
Respect no more,
we thirst for war.
Is this the End
or just a bend?
Follow the leader,
the Hellfire feeder.
Where are the Strong
where do they belong.
The quest for Truth,
future for youth.
We pave the way
to where today?
It’s from the Past
the future’s cast;
it’s writ in clay,
speaks to this day.
But we are clay,
can change the way.
The future’s now;
we milk this cow.
There is no peace
lest hate we cease.
Hope dwells within,
fear is the sin.
The end we choose,
to win or lose.
Release the pain,
world’s gone insane.
Time, like soft sand
slips through our hand;
just let it go,
it is the Flow.
It is the peace
can never cease.
For time heals all
just hear its call.
‘Tis like a river;
life’s health giver.
Hello cruel world, I’m here to join this circus.

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