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Emotional decay

Egoism commence

Static domination

Empathic precipice

The heirs are now too old to rule

A governmental demise

Forged by fear are the cynic rulers

Fed by greed they dig mankind’s grave

The tears are lost

And also the morning sun

Words in fire

The bonfire of history

The air is now too thin to breathe

Everything will cease to exist

Forged by fear are the cynic rulers

Fed by greed they dig mankind’s grave

Tomorrows world is far too real

The political plague grew too strong

Tomorrows dream will never be

There’s no escape, what have we done

Tomorrows world is far too real

Tomorrows dream will never be

The word is silent

The world is dead

Only ruins remains

Only hope was restrained

The heirs are all gone by now

Everything has ceased to exist

Forged by fear were the cynic rulers

Fed by greed they dug mankind’s grave