We are breathers and eaters
Drilling for golds that our hearts lack
So swiftly we will steal
So slowly to replace
Like a race
Each to his own;
Owns stolen from others
Every beat to be fed
Misled, to believe in a change
Like PEACE is just a piece of bread we eat
And we only clean the table because we lie to ourselves
That we are better, stronger
Human, not animal
But animals give
Do I give?
Give to make HAPPY
The ultimate goal to justify our needs
Happy by EVIL
By stealing, by breathing
By eating and taking
From each other, for each other
Just for HAPPY
Circle after circle
Where is the straight line?
The straight line is this:
DEATH
Written by: Niloo Farahzadeh
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