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The media loves the latest tragic suicide They exploit it, then package it and profit from the people who die Look at the world, look at the hell, look at the hate that we've made Look at the final product, a world in slow decay I'm told that all your seeds are black I've learned the question is unanswered and opaque We're witnessing a famine of the innocent Did they die for religion or the government? Because if your god won't do, their god will starve you Look at the world, look at the hell, look at the hate that we've made Look at the final product, a world in slow decay I'm told that all your seeds are black I've learned the question is unanswered and opaque There are those that believe the world is ending again That impending armageddon is enevitable and waiting The last survivor barely breathing Should I run or will I fall? How have I survived at all? I'm told that all your seas are black I've learned the question is unanswered and opaque We live in a time of revolution We swim the silent seas of sanity gone From Letras Mania