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we're part of a business that get's
- that get's out of our hands
we're
wrecked in an era which dies day by day
an unneeded torture of consequential
values - we have to walk new ways
why should we care!? when alliance is
unpreserved
why should we feel!? when compassion is unaccepted
tear down
these pillars -
these pillars of scorn and profanity
we're casted away in a
world degrading breath by breath
can't you hear the sirens singing!?
a funeral march for humanity
we're searching
we're fighting
we're choking on
our own elation
this city of coldness will choke you
chased by a nightmare
out of concrete
I won't care for you anyway
before you don't regret
I won't care for you anyway
until we raise a storm
climb up these
walls
these walls of inward exile
they obstruct your need for help more and
more
can't you hear the sirens singing!?
a funeral march for humanity
