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This is an invitation

A scream of desperation

The call for recreating

Hear me now

With the temperatures rising, heating up

And the lies, and deceit, and cheating, adding up

I call for the meek, I call for the week

The scream from a king,

To rise on your feet

Rise

We

Float

Down

Stream

Like

Dead

Fish

No resistance in this

Blackened blue sea

See the black waters rising, eating up

And the lies, and deceit, and cheating, adding up

Suppression

Suppression

Suppression of the soul

Rise

Bleed

Witness

Greed

The sickness

We walk these broken lines

Ignoring all the signs

Like a dying carcass left to bleed

We cling to greed

Post mortem

This is an accusation

See the wounds, our lacerations

Fast track eradication

Incarceration

See vermillion flames, burning up

And the lies, and deceit, and cheating, adding up

I call for the meek, I call for the week

The scream from a king, to rise on your feet

Rise

Bleed

Witness

Greed

This calls for an autopsy

Bleed

Witness

Greed

Yes till the end we cling to greed

Yes till the end we cling to greed

See you on the other side

POST MORTEM

See you on the other side

POST MORTEM