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Crying, endless whining

Drifting with no direction, you struggle for no reason before our eyes

Some people live to whine, but life is, indeed, short

No time for pointless struggle

Thrash while you're alive, because you'll be dead forever

Life is moving on, there is no time to snivel...

Because there is no God to save you, no hand of fate to shape you

The force of luck does not exist, so before my pulse desists...

With the will of drive and determination

Thrashing while you're alive, because you'll be dead forever

Life is moving on, there is no time to snivel

Burning with the will of drive and true determination