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Creatures who refuse what they are

Is this what we have become

Have we yet exposed the flaws of others

Are we still searching for the meaning of life

If the sun is freedom

And the moon is hope

Isn't their illusion the scenery of life

A sanctity to deny

Architects of our future

Determined to existence which name is Emptiness

An image of potentials and dreams, constructed merely to decay in oblivion

Buried beneath an avalanche of indoctrination

Obedient as the God is being reduced to a prisoner

Is this the way you wish your life would be

Don't you feel the need to know where the path of true self could lead

If your purpose is to serve someone else's needs

Would you then repeat after me:

"I am free!"

Control

Barks the crowd

Unable to tame itself

Hasten to judge

Afraid of being subjects of judgement themselves

It is us - the future

Children of our creators who preach lies!

And who were taught to not know any better

There is innocence

In all that is perverted

A whore, a slut, a pathetic excuse for a human being

There is perversion

In all that is innocent

A child, a person, reduced to incarnation of all carnal temptations

"Strip them from all their sins!”

If the sun is freedom

And the moon is hope

Isn't their illusion the scenery of life

A sanctity to deny

Cries the dawn

Cries the dawn

The sun is dying

The moon is fading away