The World's Hamartia


Let us die

In a world of blue

Where no noe soul

Bares a clue

Though to walk the streets

None to wear of the cheats

This land a marvelous place

Adoration and hatred it do lace

Wind swept noth

Its fatal message kept its course

None to kind it's icy chill

Our own lives

It shall kill


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