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Once we’ve been brothers from the same piece of clay

Pure-hearted and unspoiled within

We did not contemplate when we took Pandora’s gift

We lost communication and got seven deadly sins

We figured out how to gain power and control

And succeeded in suppressing the poor and weak

We took pleasure in claiming what’s not ours

And we sowed the seeds of damnation and inhumanity

Rage, greed, driving vengeance

Pulse, march off to war

Leaded blood pumps in our veins

From conversation it restrains

Man’s a feather in the fray

Evolution on its way

We’re all in on the great dichotomy

Forsaking the stake, preferring to make our own way

To the end of days

Torn asunder by a divine conspiracy

Hate exercised, war realized as we pay

For each step that we take

We founded nations and huge surrounding walls

We misunderstood deliberately

Estranged we hungered to dominate each other

We praised our flags and traded war for unity