Enough with our stories
Time write a new chapter
Beneath a forbidden land you wipe sword
Clean from blood that you shed from those poor souls
Against each other again and again
Then under the same silver-leafed tree you sat
Filling each others' cups with tea
Reminiscing the good old future drama
What brings? What says? What is this?
Enough with madness, we'll write a new chapter
Could it be gold that they seek?
Singing under the moonlight a blank lullaby
It's not hard, it's easy this way of life
But they say no, when we haven't even asked
Hmm... hymn a long hymn
Thinking, thinking is a road
Leading to a birth of a new face
But people only trust their greed
Complexity makes things look great
Sometimes it brings us to our knees
I wonder if I'll be able to slip out
When will this be answered
This circle of life
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