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I saw two people disputing about
I observed two individuals arguing about
The end of the world
The impending apocalypse or catastrophic event
I was about to split them up
I was about to intervene and separate them
When I heard a sound
When I heard a noise
A group of nobles on a high horse
A group of aristocrats on a figurative high horse
Came rushing about
Rushed in with urgency
Start clashing for those peasant's souls
Engaging in conflict for the souls of commoners
As I laid frozen by this sight
I remained motionless witnessing this scene
We feel sorry pal
We express regret, my friend
For taking sides when we shouldn't have
For taking sides when it was inappropriate
For shaping what is on our mind
For influencing what occupies our thoughts
Us rude people
We, the impolite individuals
The ground was red with the blood of the dead
The ground was stained with the blood of the deceased
And the soul of the fallen
And the spirit of those who perished
Many lives were taken that day
Many lives were lost on that day
That now are forgotten
Now forgotten by society
Empathy's dead and context's too
Empathy is nonexistent, and understanding the context is lost
Just like understanding
Similar to the loss of comprehension
All was left was the absolute truth
Only the absolute truth remains
To which we us all should abide
To which all of us should adhere
We feel sorry pal
We express regret, my friend
For taking sides when we shouldn't have
For taking sides when it was inappropriate
For giving thought to what's on our mind
For contemplating what occupies our thoughts
Us rude people
We, the impolite individuals
We feel sorry pal
We express regret, my friend
For taking sides when we shouldn't have
For taking sides when it was inappropriate
For giving thought to what's on our mind
For contemplating what occupies our thoughts
Us rude people
We, the impolite individuals
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