Blacked eyes and blood red skies,
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It's colour that you lack.
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Your malignant life, a malignant knife,
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That feasts upon our backs.
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From the shoulder blades to rib cages,
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We've seen the other side.
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Let the heavens rain down from the sky.
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Let the nightmares come that stalk us in the night.
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The cancer spread throughout our bodies,
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Consuming everything in sight,
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Before we even knew it was alive.
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Yet we move on tonight, with open eyes,
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On broken legs and spines.
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We've been left for dead so many times
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With no luxury to die.
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This is a loss of innocence.
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In memory of faceless friends,
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We are the highest monuments
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Above the tallest cities.
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Vanity And Death (Their Faces Crumbled Away)
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Adair |