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Follow me the pits below the earth
And lets end our eternal search
The pointless road of life too long
Only to figure out everything we knew was wrong
Dreams that mean nothing
Ghost of an angelic paradise now forgotten
The greed of the messiahs well lived
Below to our graves we continually dig
The nirvana of emptiness
No more alive the meaning of existence
The knowledge of a lifetime taken away
As the body that holds it is fatally slain
And everything held close is raped betrayed
And drunken minds, clouded and deranged
The false messiahs fall before their merciful lord
And slaughter the innocent with their holy sword
The pariahs will arise and reclaim their throne
And kill for high ground on their gilded prone
The laughter of the gods stirs the land
Rearranging every grain of sand
Before differences controlled the minds
Before the robot’s giant gear grinds
Before fallen the sands of time
Before a host for hate to find
Without any life peace can finally reclaim
The forgotten sound of natural rain
The beautiful grows and covers memories
Of wasted knowledge and capabilities