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The night is mine, it burns so black,
The night belongs to me, and it is intensely dark.
And there will be no morning light,
There will be no dawn or daylight.
The human race's foul disease,
Refers to the corrupt nature of humanity.
Will keep the morning from our sight,
The negative impact of human actions prevents the morning from arriving.
Why can't we say the secret word,
Questioning the inability to express a hidden truth.
Respect for nothing, fire or flood,
People lack respect for anything, whether it's destructive forces or calamities.
Expect no quarter, no reprieve,
Expecting no mercy or forgiveness, facing consequences with a twisted sense of satisfaction.
We writhe and grin in our own blood,
We suffer and endure, finding a perverse pleasure in our own suffering.
No sun just clouds and poison rain,
Describing a bleak environment with no sunlight, only clouds and toxic rain.
Raped and freezing,
Feeling violated and cold, recurring victims of a nightmarish dream.
Victims of the dream again,
Truly our days are darker now,
Expressing a belief that current times are darker and morally compromised.
We lie and cheat, to our own selves,
Engaging in deception and dishonesty, betraying oneself.
If we do this, I ask you how,
Questioning how one can speak truth when morally compromised.
Can we speak truth to someone else,
The impossibility of conveying truth to others when one is morally bankrupt.
There is no way, no road at all,
Despairing over the absence of any viable path or solution.
We are destroyed, by our own plan,
Humans are self-destructive, bringing about their own downfall.
The air we breathe will kill us all,
The very air they breathe is poisonous and will lead to their demise.
And no one left to give a damn,
No one cares about the impending catastrophe.
No sun just clouds and poison rain,
Reiterating the absence of sunlight and the prevalence of destructive elements.
Raped and freezing,
Repeating the sense of violation and coldness in recurring nightmares.
Victims of the dream again,
Stay clean, be true,
Advocating for maintaining cleanliness and truthfulness in one's actions.
Do whatever you can do,
Encouraging individuals to do whatever positive actions they can.
Make it soon, or we all die,
Urging for immediate action, as the alternative is collective destruction.
Ten thousand years, and all we got is suicide,
Reflecting on the insignificance of achievements over ten thousand years when the ultimate outcome is suicide.
If there be Gods, then tell me why,
Raising questions about the existence of gods, given the perpetual cycle of killing.
They make us kill and kill again,
Humans are compelled to kill repeatedly without mercy.
One hundred thousand thousand years,
Highlighting the long history of violence with no change in the brutal mindset of humanity.
No mercy in the minds of men,
There is no compassion in the minds of people.
What is the word that we should read,
Pondering the right words or rituals to bring about positive change.
What incantation should we say,
Questioning what needs to be said or done to seek justice.
How can we ask for justice now,
Expressing the difficulty of demanding justice when the world is in chaos.
When all the world is blown away,
No sun, no hope the world is sun insane,
Reiterating the absence of sunlight and hope, emphasizing the insanity of the world.
Raped and freezing,
Repeating the feelings of violation and coldness in a recurring nightmare.
Victims of the dream again,
Stay clean, be true,
Restating the call for maintaining cleanliness and truthfulness in actions.
Make it soon, or we all die,
Urging for prompt action to avoid collective destruction.
Ten thousand years, and all we got is suicide
Reflecting on the futility of human existence over ten thousand years, culminating in self-destructive tendencies.
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