Will the war last forever, in human history will peace ever last, peace and war can do no more, murder and crime all through time, why can't humans get along, why most differences divide us, did death not effect us all, faith lies in us all, let not deceit and truth get friends, but their gentleness of passion get me, brethren fall un resting souls past into Elysium, can we as a society be tested or scammed into a oblivion, I see things others have not seen, nor will they ever, disapparent in my view away from you, will it come to past, the days go by way to fast, by medusa's glaze are petrified so, running out of time I am, will any god hear their cries, sorry to say while running away, dead men lying in the graves wondering whos gonna be saved, the mature crying whom their gang left, all young must go never to go home.
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