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Do you suppose that time will come

How have we done this, no kind will last

This lonely void, a man's creation

Natures biggest crime was that we were born

Will to power

Ironic stance

There is no comfort here

Not any chance

A wretched god guiding his flock

Confounded serpent, eternal hoax

Mankind decays, we smell the stench

Danger is still ignored, the war goes on

What is left to believe

Nothing left to destroy

We‘ll never win this fight

There's no redemption here

Engulfed by emptiness

All hope that enters here

Do you suppose that time will come

How have we done this no kind will last

This lonely void a man's creation

Natures biggest crime was that we were born

Will to power

Ironic stance

There is no comfort here

Not any chance