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Appropriate all triumphs, to benefit the ego
Remedy the symptoms of a societal disease
Consume to distract from the call for change
No choice but to comply, display the remains
Suppress what is needed most
Wipe away that which gives life
No significance in ages past
Too arrogant to see it's own futility
Believe the ruin is ours to cause and ours to fix
No dents in the lifetime of worlds
All will adapt but the ones that create
Ignorant of the damage done to self
Handmade cataclysm
Concrete footprint will be filled with grass
Rain cleanses the ground of our blood spilled
Wind will take the dust we leave behind
The bricks return, to the dirt from whence they came
Inevitable reclaim, return to the rot
Return to the rot
Close your eyes
Keep them closed
In due time
You will be caught
None be spared
None be spared
Written by: Chuy Smit, Jirre Buijze, Rikkerdt Bunnik
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