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I don't see who we are, I don't see what we are
I am unable to perceive our identity.
I don't see who we are, I don't see where we are
I cannot comprehend our location or existence.
This world grows an old believer
This world ages with a growing sense of belief.
Where progress means decay
Progress in this context leads to decay.
Death as a tempting diva
Death is portrayed as an alluring figure.
Tomorrow is yesterday
Time moves in reverse; tomorrow feels like yesterday.
Dying for a new reality
Yearning for a new reality that involves dying.
Who sold it to the ones who sleep?
Questioning who has sold this reality to the oblivious.
The death of one is no more tragedy
The death of an individual is no longer a tragic event.
Statistics have now taken the lead
Statistics now dominate and define the narrative.
And we've been searching for ages
Humans have been searching for a long time.
Pain and Guilt no one able to see
Pain and guilt exist but go unnoticed.
That life needs death inside a world so unstable
Life requires death in an unstable world.
No new belief, rewritten history
No new beliefs, history is rewritten.
How shall we all overcome
How can humanity overcome its challenges?
When there are no dreams that guide
When there are no guiding dreams.
How to feel inside? I say
How does one experience inner emotions?
How shall this world overcome
How can the world overcome challenges?
When there is just death that decides
When death seems to be the deciding factor.
When to believe in life? I say
When to believe in life becomes uncertain.
Can you feel it? Can you see it? Can you be it?
Asking if one can perceive, understand, and embody it.
So what do you die for if absence realigns
Questioning the purpose of sacrificing for an absent cause.
For rapture it will need more
Rapture requires more than just absence.
In death lies life divine
Life is found in the divine nature of death.
Mortal reactions and the mankind tree
Mortal reactions and humanity's existence are draining valuable resources.
are drying out the rains of gold
Integrity is lost, and identity is absent.
Integrity- lack of identity
Continuing with what remains untold.
Carry one what is left untold
Do you hear me?
-Go, go
Encouraging to move forward.
As we run our spirits pass the timeline
As life progresses, spirits move beyond the conventional timeline.
Leaving the organic
Leaving behind the organic, embracing something otherworldly.
Touching earthless life
Contacting a life detached from earthly elements.
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