Memories of a time vanished in an instant.
Moments longed for a life dissolved in the fog.
Memories of a blazing sun soon turned into frost.
A blinding light of hope turned off by
a blanket of shadow.

Emptyness, occluded mind.

It's time to march
the work is waiting for us
real life is here, in the present
not in the old world.
It's time to raise the head
to look ahead
who cares who we are
it just matters where we are.

Memories of a love deceived by craving.
Days too full of things no time to think.
Memories of a contact but further and further,
longed for a life, but never realized.

We don't know the names of anybody
people without memories
blank and absent gazes
stories of lives with no beginnings and no ends.
Searching deeper
you don't get anywhere.
Vanished feelings, cancelled perspectives
just a cenotaph for our minds.

Compromise this existence.
Crucify the innocence.
Broken bodies for mistake.
Criticized for the ideals.
Frozen gaze into space.
Mangled bodies from work.
Many voices speak to us.
Sanctify our cenotaph.

The time has come to clarify.
The time has come for planning new life.
Now we can change reality.
Now we can stop this insanity.

Too much time spent buried with no name
but we didn't forget who we are.

We don't know the names of anybody
people without memories
blank and absent gazes
stories of lives with no beginnings and no ends.
Searching deeper
you don't get anywhere.
Vanished feelings, cancelled perspectives
just a cenotaph for our minds.

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