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Wake Up..

wake up..

wake up my sweet little buddy, its already five past seven
life is so beautiful here, it almost looks like heaven
revolutions n politicians n all their sweet words spoken
have made you sleep, for long n deep, now its time to get awaken

sleepy n gloomy, sun has never shone on your sky
soothing n cozy, have you ever tried opening an eye
no eyesight, no insight, unto the day that you die
don't tell that you're livin', for you're nothin but a lie

sick zombies all around, draggin' on towards death
prince or a pauper, just a jaw dropp scum on earth
every ego murders its own life taken of its worth
every child is adulterated right from the very second of birth

on the ladder of civilization, you are on the top
you feel so orgasmic, when you see a nuclear bomb dropped
this human mind is so unkind, it just really cannot stop
whole history, that reekin' tree, is full of smolderin' corpse

so much hunger n disease, still so much money spent on ammunition
stupid people runnin' stupid nations, suicidal self annihilation
so much of ego n discontent, you bury yourself in condemnation
this civilization is deterioration, every faith is a hallucination

all the gods, thy holy lords, are now fed up with your sins
you go on to mate, you murder n hate your very own kins
world wars are fought, more shells are shot, at last no one wins
go on n sleep, future children will weep for your sick ruthless games

please wake up..

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