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Some things would be better not born

And there are words wiser left unsaid

"Not all shivering is due to cold"

He said calmly, dead in the eyes

You cannot strip a mindless of his will

"Death created time to grow the things it would kill"

We all know it's true but please

Whisper to me, say it ain't so

We are a river

That wants to reach the end

Soothing lullaby to silence

The voice that tells you to act

Pitiful race of a day

Children of accidents and sorrow

We get to drown in the stream

And watch as nothing taints all

Rambling goes on as the shadows grow tall

And values are just found on the market

The surface stripped, nothing to reflect

Suddenly everything lacks meaning

Bury your morals and descent

Deeper, the current will show you the end

To bring light into nothing ain't easy

So don't hold your breath

We are a river

That wants to reach the end

Soothing lullaby to silence

The voice that tells you to act

Pitiful race of a day

Children of accidents and sorrow

We get to drown in the stream

And watch as nothing taints all

We are the night sky without stars