I don’t want to watch TV
I want to hear the trees standing
See the birs sing
Feel the bugs crawl
When did we become such savages?
It damages to see the hatred grow
Oh, my mind…
Flow in desires of living in another time
Marching soldiers of insanity and ignorance
Searching for the final host to suck out it’s last dime
Shrines of heaven gone dry
Beneath the crushing steps of the future
I can almost hear myself cry
Along with hopes to have a better world
Even the unborn children, will die
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