Gazing at the horizon
Lost in the cryptic majesty
Gazing at the horizon
So lost, what have we done
A slowly dying Earth
A suffocated wasteland
For convenience and so called, progression
Visions of prophecy
Faces pushed in the earth
Visions of prophecy
So lost, what have we done
A slowly dying Earth
A suffocated wasteland
For convenience and so called, progression
Nothing will change
Unless we inflict transition
Praying on bended knees (empty)
Closed eyes will not see (empty)
Praying on bended knees (empty)
Is there still time...
Lost in the cryptic majesty
Gazing at the horizon
So lost, what have we done
A slowly dying Earth
A suffocated wasteland
For convenience and so called, progression
Visions of prophecy
Faces pushed in the earth
Visions of prophecy
So lost, what have we done
A slowly dying Earth
A suffocated wasteland
For convenience and so called, progression
Nothing will change
Unless we inflict transition
Praying on bended knees (empty)
Closed eyes will not see (empty)
Praying on bended knees (empty)
Is there still time...
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