The air is thick with all of our fears
Children's eyes burn with
hot, stinging tears.
And all the while you watch
standing idly by
Gashes are torn through all you believe
Like a maddened dog,
We run and stumble blindly
But no matter what we do
we are dragged into the stinking putrid bog
Storms roll in and the time has come,
you must decide what your life is worth.
We have done so much evil,
we are so vain.
The time has come for our worlds rebirth.
And without a doubt, the time is now.
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