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Apocalypse


Change the world,

Let it bleed,

The rumour's out,

So we can't retreat.

We live a life of criminals.

 

This time is ours,

so listen close.

 

We won't let you break this world.

We'll stop only when you listen:

The planet - our Earth - is dying.

Stop the politics,

Strangle the power,

It was never an option,

Can't you see?

Kill us all, with one command.

 

This planet died the day humanity set foot onto it.

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