Brought new life, into this weird life
New struggles for new life, chaos is waiting for new life
No peace, just race
Go fast, run fast.
Experiencing constant battles, connected battles
Connections are pain, eternal pain
If this is divine plan, this is cunning plan
What good comes out of this? What is this?
One generation passed curse to another, and another
Neverending, cursing
Souls are stuck, terribly stuck
What else is there to say? Just say.
They saw how life is, they experienced how it is
But, they chose to create, now it's too late
Years of cage, merciless cage
There is no love behind this creation, if anything, only hate behind this creation.
They still have expectations, weird expectations
Still they are not seeing it, running away from it
Everything is ruined, they are not seeing what is ruined
That mistake, their unforgivable mistake.
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