Born as a blank page
We must pick and choose
Our destinations and
The paths we ll use
What shall we say is sacred
Waht will be abused
It s no wonder
The world is confused
Murder and weather
Is our only news
I will refuse!
Your offer is tempting
But it s not what it seems
You take advantage
Of everyone else s dreams
You create the perfect picture
By dressing up the scene
Trust our hopes and lives
To your death machines
Your point is not well taken
Because that s not what it means
I will refuse!
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