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Sic Transit Gloria Mundi

Faces in the shadows
happy, sad
lost, mad.

Mirrors everywhere.
In the multitude
there's conformity,
masquerade, charade,
struggling to fit in.

Wake up, wake up,
see what surrounds you.

As we wander, wonder,
we trick, we treat,
and receiving we are.

Never far away from greed
our constant companion.
Our blackened dominion
hatred our minion.

Wake up, wake up,
see what surrounds you.

Don't try to be real
it equals bullied,
pushed, shoved,
intimidated to deny
all that you feel.

Wake up, wake up,
see what surrounds you.

It's a beasts world,
eat or be eaten,
beat or be beaten.

To get ahead
you either give head
or kick butt.
Do what you must,
do what you must.

Wake up, wake up,
see what surrounds you.




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Publicerad 2014-10-26 19:44



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