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False omens' emptiness for dreams
In frightening dance of cracked seams
Can't get myself out of impression
I start to run into depression
Last rainbow hides away in darkness
It's your last chance to catch the madness
And jump into the sea of sparks
Where dead man left his hope for arks
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I'm politician, I always pry
I'm voyeur of your blind submission
You just keep show your outcry
You won't be heard, but it's your mission
And if you'll ever take my place
I know, you will be trapped and turned
Your friends won't recognize your face
'Cos you'll enjoy it, you will learn it