Fearing the day would never come We collectively arrived at the notion That slowly pressed it's way Through consciousness That this could never last Even the devout had come around The realization that it was wrong Quietly closing the gap
Too many had already died A new decade of shame
There was no cover to the offenses Public, great and many We’ll never know that we can recover Depleted sense of pride Repressing the public with fear A boot on the neck of the weak Never has there been a guarantee It was simply time to end the error
Into this knot We hung our heads
Drawing down The world's ire
The other end Of the spectrum
Always seemed Like a myth
Beyond the point of no return No turning back now The new malefactor Is ourselves
End of An error
Never has there been a guarantee It was simply time to end the error
Into this knot We hung our heads
Drawing down The world's ire
The other end Of the spectrum
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