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Verse 1
The demons of today
Will be tomorrows memories
Seared into the books
Of history
That will not look
Upon us kindly
The Trumps
Bibi's and Putin's
The Hitler's three
Our generation defining
With all their madness
Spreading like a disease
Across a society declining
As into its own madness
It is now falling
Straight up drowning
In the hatred and insanity
That got us here
Destroying everything

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The legacy
Of our society
Is the infamy
Of the madmen three
In the future
Books of history
Looked back upon
With no mercy
Questioning how
Could we let it
All get so fucking crazy

Verse 2
Both sides
Each other blaming
Everyone now
So hatred leaning
Do something
Always screaming
Yet no one
Does fucking anything
Three country's
Now in shambles
It's all too much
For us to handle
Society itself
Starts to crumble
As it is being
Held hostage
By three dictators
Who should have
Never even been in power
Daily sinking lower and lower

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