Being Human is an Excuse
Being Human is an Excuse
I look upon the devastation
Fires rage on
We breathe the air of death
Forging a bridge with pride and dignity
Hoping to blame just one thing, us
Each day we screamed because it was a matter of our eternity but it wasn’t really
Hope was not a phoenix
Unsatisfied and feeding into evil the beast was unleashed
Never born but unleashed
Using we are only human as an excuse
More like we're animals hidden
Mistakes are fine dents
War is tilting to the end of the world
If it isn’t here already we should sit and wait
For we are the architects of our destruction
Building a wall of hatred
But we still bleed
Chaos is human
Chaos is what happened when the angel fell in love with the demon
Being human is an excuse to rule and be powerful
So choose opinions carefully
For we just opened pandora’s box
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