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Verge
11/05/2017
Conscious men repeat aloud
“We see you as caged animals
we see your hunters, but you're stuck
on your beloved cross”
To suppose to be someone
doesn't mean necessarily being.
We hear your voices
but the earth can't embrace them.
It's not about will or power
it is our choice as observers
You're actors in a big theater
that are playing a forced plot.
Nobody would open the curtain
Universe could be the final line
Events change the flow of time
We watch, we wait, we evaluate and then judge.
You're actors in a big theater, it's been a long time since we started to trust
in you
in you
Space isn't far away but distant from the universe
Who's the God we keep on hearing about?
Don't believe in the future 'cause we have no hope .
Now here, you are screaming, desperate
This world will be
replaced by a new one?
Who's the God we keep on hearing about?
Don't believe in the future 'cause we have no hope.
Space isn't far away but distant from the universe.
A new theater, new actors, new slaves, new allies macabre as usual
mirror of this enlightened power.
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