The hordes of flies will eat out my eyes

As my body lies under the sun

My brothers surround me the image astounds me

Our corpses all cover the ground

This place is a wasteland caused by our own hand

We are the ones who wont last

Because we just hunger to burn all asunder

To take that which we don’t own

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Must we coat the earth again?

Must the seas run red again?

Must we choose to gain so we lose?

Or will we never find peace?

I think we will never find peace

I know we will never find peace

Why will we never find peace?

Infected by this one disease

Infected with our currency

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Bloated our tongues bulge yet still we insist that

We should eat even more

I hate all your faces so placid with disgrace

Why wont you change your weak mind

All that I’m asking is to change everlasting

So we can finally find peace