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All my most cherished illusions, |
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Fell to the ground |
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And slowly, my frienly spirits |
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Have turned yellow |
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What is right, what is not |
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But it must be understood |
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Evil means, doing nice things |
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Yet it does not lead to good |
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We should make, no mistake |
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Human values are being degrading |
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A forecast, for the future |
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It may never look so good or bad |
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The range of human madness, |
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Corrupt and wrong |
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Truly like two sides of a coin, |
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Offending and proud |
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We see the forgotten ones, |
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Locked together |
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While they are the leaders |
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Who live on forever |
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But yet the world stiil goes on, |
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In truth broken |
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Getting mad, getting even, |
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Humanize human |
