Death of a generation
A population of the mentally deceased
Family after family
Your ignorance, engraved on your tomb
Rest in peace, send your prayers. Empty words carry the torch. As the death toll rises so do the prayers. Too many go unanswered
What happens when the clock counts down?
Its do or die we're not mean to survive
Open your eyes
All faith lost in all mankind
No faith, no sigh, no peace of mind
A cyclops mind is consuming our time
Humanity as lost its touch, we're dead inside
Stuck inside a casket of hate
Life's got no meaning, when you live to die
I'm dead, to the world above
Leave worthless, with no name
We're sheep in line for a better life promised on the other side
What happens when the clock counts down?
Its do or die we're not mean to survive
Open your eyes
All faith lost in all mankind
Family after family
Worthless scum tarnish our names
These dark times seem unbearable
We all live
In a world of black

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