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Artistic anarchy Lyrics
City alarms, the milkman didn’t cross last night. Silent screams, confusing me badly now. Noises and news enclose my heart so tight. A rolling car, burning down my block.
Ashes decorate my face.
Walking for a while, the park is not the same. Tearful gas vanishes peoples heads. The cold air in this empty station. And I don’t care if this is the end for me.
The perfect sun above our lives, meanwhile we’re dying in these lies. The art of seeing the things we always knew. In front of me mistakes come true.
Strange black stars covers the sky. Sins Judgement Day might start today.
I was never asking for the suicide of nations that they call Martyrdom.
I was never asking for the panic scene in this theater of anarchy.
I was never asking for science, the weapon, sucking humans’ hope.
I was never asking for, ignorance is bliss, now the world is falling down.
I was never asking for the panic scene in this theater of anarchy.
I was never asking for science, the weapon, sucking humans’ hope.
I was never asking for, ignorance is bliss, now the world is falling down.
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