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After Oblivion.
Are we oblivious to pain?
While blood of others is nothing strange
As dying creature weep
Savage strength we gain

Killing without sane reason
Did evolution made mistake?
Burden of this treason
Will be ours to take

Growing older, truth to unfold
We are the race of sanity disorder
So selfish, so cold

I pray for ignorance - my deliverance
To keep me free from reality.

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