The light of bright and night
Will forever blind our sight
So much that right and wrong
Is as distinct as the fight that is going on
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History Of The Future
The light of bright and night
Will forever blind our sight
So much that right and wrong
Is as distinct as the fight that is going on
We see that signs of raging fires
While people run the streets without desires
Sinking in patterns of histories betrayals
Some predict the many coming portrayals