This all goes through my blinded eyes
I can’t see anything but greed and anger
I feel this every fucking single day
And nothing, I said, nothing is gonna change
This is us, who ruin everything,
Who wants just to conquer.
More, and more, and more.
I set my hands to the led-grey skies
But silence is the only sound
No birds, no beasts, no serpents.
Just cold machines fueled by hate.
Why do we open doors to our certain death?
Just to breathe for a minute longer
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