Söndag 22 december

4. Suicidal future

The way they will drive
Won't keep us alive
That stinky smell
It's the road straight to hell
It's the road of suicide

Say farewell to your home
and to all who stood close
Take a deep breath
It's your last before death
Their hearts were of stone

There's no light no sun
And nowhere to run
Ask yourself who's to blame
Deep inside you feel the shame
- You knew this day would come

Harmony is in the past
Now it's evil that will last
Nobody no longer cares
On the walk down the stairs
Down to the dark

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