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Are they meant to be more

Are they meant to be worthy

Are they meant to be responsible

A script of failure and lies



Resurrected by hellfire

And armed with the words of guilt

Longing for lasting existence

A force of the wicked and sick



Don’t let me rest

Nor let me think

Cause I’ll find

The rotten core in itself



Yet another night appears

In the mist of the day



We‘ve seen it a thousand times

Old hands on filthy sheets

Close your eyes and mind

From the yet endless cycle



Just another Holocaust

Another case of extinction

Crawling towards a certain fate

And actually feel nothing



Unfaithful

Unforgiving

Relentless

Broken



Not owning yet loosing

Not searching yet finding

Not wanting yet needing

Not living yet dying