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Fire as far as the eye can see
widespread consume like an ancient disease
reaching for something to grab hold
there's nothing
suffer the masses buried alive
stranded taught to struggle but left to die
dreaming of something to hold faith in
there's nothing
the bag with the most wind
usually has the least to say
staged crusade while millions suffer
throw your empty prayer into the dust
purchase your ticket to salvation
the real danger is you.
