Shotgun blast,
An echo sweeps thru head
Remember the vision, you’ve got to believe
Spreading the panic with pandemia unreal

Inflicted wound
The screen above your head
Suprisingly calm, voice drills within:
“go and take your fear to the streets”

Try to divide the bad from the wrong
Still so separate from the world
Shallow will be your grave
When you arrive at reality’s gates !!

Collapse
There’s no place you can now retreat
Imagine how your life has become obsolete
When You saw world’s future on the TV Screen

Try to divide the bad from the wrong
Still so separate from the world
Shallow will be your grave
When you arrive at reality’s gates !!

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