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The end of a world, a reality they’re excluded from

A truth that condemns us to seclusion, disgrace and contempt

Who are you to think we ever had a choice?

Triumphant one day, losing all the next

Life on the edge, a blurred horizon

We’re fighting an unequal battle

Defending our destiny against a dreadful adversity

We’re just a dot in the universe

Turning the page and never looking back

Would not be enough

Forgetting everything, burning our memories and our consciousness

Nameless enemies with a thousand faces

A secret struggle, a latent dishonor

We dare to hope our truth will spread like an oil stain

To join the formless mass, to swallow our pride

To stop racking our minds and suffering the silence and humiliation

Waiting in vain for the opportunity to stand up again

For the wind of freedom that will take us

We are perhaps the last of the believers, the bastions of a bygone world

We sense it but refuse to admit it

Arrogance has never been our culture

One knee in the dust, we keep resisting our fate

Alone but steadfast until death

We were the witnesses of indifference and degeneration

The boundaries have been pushed again and again, ad nauseam

Everything we stood for has been dishonored, reviled, deformed and disfigured

One day, the last gasp, the passing of the torch

This wild hope lives in me like a blazing fire