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It all began,
When it wondered about itself.
Then the first true son of Saturn,
Separated from the whole.

The mind stuck in patterns,
In a game, that you don’t get the rules.
Struggling so hard,
To stay in the board a little more.
Break the bond.

A race with no price,
Bleed for your demise.
Pain and suffering have no place for life.
Dark earth, reflecting back to us.
When the choice is slumber, everything shall end.

Glorified worship of death,
Stained with fear.
Hollowed, we never see it all.

We place our lives
In the hands of fake personas,
But still don’t trust
The real ones beside us.
Remake the bonds.

A race with no price,
Bleed for your demise.
Pain and suffering, have no place for life.
Dark earth, reflecting back to us.
When the choice is slumber, everything shall end.

Reason now forgotten,
Still we seek far away.
Forsaken, disconnected,
Still we march until the end.

Even with the warning signs right before our eyes,
Yet again we close them,
And accept the same old fate.
To your grave, walk...
To your grave, walk...

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