So silly it seems

To wear your different hats

To bay in different accents

To feel the same feelings

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So similar it seems

To scream in empty rooms

To cry for half of justice

To sharpen the knives of contempt

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So sad it seems

To rally under false flags

To hate without reason

To ready the trains on either side

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So special it seems

To be in this moment of serendipity

To see through both what neither can see

To find the tribe sharpening sticks

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So much more to see

The splendid future so grand

Our children hand in hand

The corpses filling the land

Let it die with me

Those memories

Bring not but pain

Pain that kills the future

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Nothing held sacred

Will be sacred forever

Ashes are scattered

Memories are shattered

The prisoners

Are the free

Shackled to chains

Of their own creation

I will not bow to cowards

I do not know you

But I know from where

Your voice emanates

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Savagery

The voice of man

That we speak another language

Is our greatest fallacy

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To touch your scars

In remembrance of life

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In good health we keep the child

Defenseless without constant vigilance

So it may live

Strengthen with age and wisdom

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I am what I am

Not a mouse

Not a god

Things I can never be

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Finding fallacy

In the vivid dream

That I sleep with

For what I know as eternity

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No paradise to find

Not after it was taken

That which we never knew

That which we will never know

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I see the splendor

As it is offered to me

I see the eternity

While I walk with sword in hand

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