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We can't deny our feelings, our emotions
'till the end we refuse to accept the foolishness of existance
struggling to survive in front of a dying world
loving, suffering, crying, existing
with every fiber of our body we endure

we live our life with weariness and irrilevance
without prospect and incentive
the mutation we yearned for so long comes in the end
but it's not what we craved, bringing deep disenchantment.

we want some event to rip this wearing monotony
bringing some vivacity
the mutation we yearned for so long comes in the end
but it's not what we craved, bringing deep disenchantment.

We despairingly hold on to our feelings
exasperated, at the mercy of events
as humanity grasps at a thin bush of grass
while falling from a cliff in front of a stormy sea
we know the bush of grass won't be enough to avoid our downfall
but we still hold up to it.

We can't redeem ourself, we are doomed to be destroyed by our own hands

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