This world has spoken
The words of how we wish to be remembered
In our twenty-first century
We’ll tell of our progress
And all the tolerance that’s been allowed to blossom
In human history
And I’m sorry that this evil has no face
Because we close our eyes
But if I could somehow find a way
To make them realize I'd have done it by now
Please tell me I’m not honest
I really need to hear somebody tell some truth for once Inside this place
Just say darkness isn’t real
They don’t really want to kill
They're just ignorant and still
All these educated kill these children
Yeah its not a closed subject
So while you have a day dream
Of this world with pretty colors
I'll be dying till you wake up
And realize that your much older man
And you’ll see that while you hibernated
Fifty years away you've turned your cave into a grave And I hope you hunt for truth before your spirit starves
Fall asleep let this life here be your comforter
Just don’t bother me I wont be singing this much longer If my body keeps my spirit satisfied with pleasure
Then I'll be quite asleep dreaming of
How I'll be remembered
And if you don’t wake up I'll wake you up
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