A dystopic world
Living day by day
Destined to lose the step of living on this way
Some desperate measure
Afraid all is near
Will manipulate a weak brain, hatred full of fear
Reality is pain
To face the truth in life
With animosity
You think, you hate, you pray
You feel only
The fear inside
You hide, you strike, you fight
You go to show the
Rage outside
State of alert, restless
Awake for a year
Inapt to divide all that's good from all that's real
A relief of anger
A relief of pain
The aggression seems the path to cure the world in grey
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