Death shan't cease, yet the fear never runs dry
pipelines full of tragedies, a not-so-happy treasure trove is where I sourced the cry
A death star over their heads as they bet their lives, willing to try
Unfortunate destinies, uncalled fates, makes another one chant „Fly High"
Lost and hidden away from the sunlight, the grass that had us running free
Shown the limits, the depths of humanity's worth to know all they'll ever be
What's this dystopian reality we face? What other „True Stories" will they project for us to see?
Unruly to the way of life, as perfect of a world you'd imagine and believe
Soon, we'll have a heaven gone stale
Sun and happy days will be washed out by hail
Live and honesty will be replaced with hate and betrayal
The morals, ethics and rules were sadly doomed to fail
I question humanity, but I know things will never go back
Was this the right time to be? It was all money, or rather the lack
I hide from the fog, the vile creature that never ceases to attack
My breath comes to a halt. No matter how hard I try, it'll always uncover my tracks.
*Truekindredspirits*
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