Raised Irony by Nomad
Land of excellence
Understanding without care
Paradise for the earthly life
Let's be blessed...
Oh, we belong to you, Lord
Oh, we are at your command
Oh, insatiable by our death,
Oh, insatiable by our incompetence
Let's be your eternity
Our souls necessity
Shell called the skull of worry
The mind as the power of destroying
Hermitage of the restraint for the timid
Unchecked desire for the bold
Existence full of contradictions
Crowds of exponents of one's sins
The huge ear of the god and his tied mouth
Slanderer sitting in the memory of defeats
Ego called the whim of the owner
Meaningless life in the eyes of torturer
You cut your bodies being afraid of a future
Suffering is balancing your poverty and meanness
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