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For the awakening


A cry to the lands of the normal people,
A day would come when your faith would cripple,
The songs of nightingale would shout out blasphemy,
Befitting your belief, your life your irony,
A day might come when the sun won’t shine,
Shivers up your spine!
Your God! Your Pride!
Your Shame! Your Mind!
Blasphemy! Blasphemy!
Burn them down, your false humanity and your coveted tyranny,
For love and hate,
For your sordid faith,
Break Out! Break Out!
For, a day would come when the numbers won’t count,
The debts won’t mount,
And a day would come when your heart would beat,
Your soul trimmed down, now loving and neat,
Governments will fall,
No phone connects your call,
The silence would speak,
Gather you all , let your feelings creak,
For, a day would come, whose night won’t end.

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