I'm trying to visualize a dream
Where the adults can't go
Day in vain, the purple breeze
My forces come to the power
Time of my experience
Ride high, power of those
Those that wish hell
Now I see the future
I am convinced of the existence of evil
And death is the right combination
The world is torn
And there's still no agreement
It's just another
Ideas that create the masses
Rebel, fucking coward
Ideas that create the masses
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