There's a bargain between,
peace and love;
Look for one, sacrifice the other.
What man can do,
when doesn't get revenge;
In one way or the other,
men are meant to kill each other.
Men build walls,
and walls make corridors;
everyone walks through them,
enough powerful to swallow them.
No one brought peace here,
Everyone a liar,
If I lie,
Ask yourself,
whether you do, or don't:
There's evil evident.
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