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I've just left this whole thing

In which people just express

An attitude pulled on their minds

As you feel the enemies around

Shrouded by a deafening sound

A mental state far beyond those masks

Is worth achievable without to decide

Between the sun that shines so bright

And the darkness within that lives in strides

Awkward actions, inappropriate words

Something one can leave behind

Love for art, ways of enlightenment

Something one can keep alive

Keep it fuckin' alive!

Yeah!

"It doesn't matter if you're black or if you're white

It doesn't matter if you're left or to the right"

The last song will never be sung

As music is the greatest gift of all

The bringer of freedom, the bringer or love

To find some heart, to find some peace

The last song will never be sung

The last song will never be sung

The last song will never be sung