* * *
If nothing's gonna alter
What is the sense to wait?
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When I was insane
I thought I knew that pain
* * *
Someone's entertainment
Is someone's agony
Time will come to take its toll
And play its symphony
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Children's blood pays for the crimes of adults
Their debts are washed with this blood
A new born is a killer already since the womb
In this closed circle any result is some kind of a doom...
* * *
We are too young to thing of eternity...
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