Our breath will someday end
It's a fact of life that cannot be bend
love or tragedy? don't pretend
coz it's clear the message we send
it's crytal clear what we are
Even from the rear or afar
we my be avarage or above par
but we know who we really are
aren't we all just slaves?
hiding in our own caves
just waiting to be saved?
saved from our own graves
fear took our will
hope is then distill
our fate is then seal
Going forward or backward?
but our path is never homeward
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