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We are part of a macabre game

Life and death on a roulette spins

The luck mocks on our faces

We don’t decide when to begin

The death chases us till agony

We will just wait the last hour

The world itself is our grave

Playing human chess pieces

Dreams are buried

Corpses that reveal the inevitable

The destruction slaughtering the hope

Manipulating our conscience

We are part of a macabre game

Lifa and death on a roulette spins

The luck mocks on our faces

We don’t decide when to begin

The death chases us till agony

We will just wait

The last hour

Stupid that fight to try to defeat the ruthless fate

Defenseless at power that drag us to the absolute perdition

Nothing and nobody will release us of our damnation to perish

Destruction, perdition, manipulation

On the devil’s hand