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Blind destruction of the modern age
And a sleepy emptiness of passing time
Crosses the rays of our souls and
Blowes out the blossom of the life culture.
Hated machines dominates in our lives.
Despair itself lost it,s meaning long ago.
Now we can just closed the eyes
To escape at least with the sight
The industry of fear...
You can,t understand, can,t you forget?
You can,t understand, can,t you forget?
Do you cover your ears?
Useless idea.
Looking for hope?
Will you accept despair?
At your conscience stays the industry of
Fear.
Looking for hope?
Fear, industry
Looking for hope?
Do you cover ...
