GReeNOX
you feel when everything dies
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A tragedy feeds the insomnia
The gluttony, the wrath, it is all you are
I don't need this plague rotting my mind
Who is right, what is the aim?
I don't need this disease rotting my life
What is the aim when everything dies?
Bane... Come back to the basis, come back to the war
The natural selection is playing its role
I hope you survive this plague, I think I will not â
You feel when it dies, you do not as it's gone