So much hope and pain these days
billions of humans struggling with it all
in billions of different and identical ways
desperately hoping that we won't see the fall
the descent from decadence to complete desolation
seems to me that we wont have long to wait
untill this warrior nation is forced into contemplation
how did we become such a twisted sad state
We who once reached for the stars
are now demented killers and conquerers
our pathetic youth, materialists filling bars
still something in our sad souls still stirs
Idealism runs stong in our veins
even if it's left our conscious brains
the leaders lead, the fools follow, the thinkers recoil in horror
worry not about the future, because their can always be more
after all this age is strange, but the only constant is change
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