Doubtful Times by Voice
Our existence is wretched
Everywhere there's greed
Honesty and courage count no more
Our life's a selfish breed
Staticstics, quotas and calculations
Bad political games
Follow us deep in our dreams
And waste away our brains
"Destiny, Destiny"
Take your run
"Follow me, follow me"
Or your hyeart burns in the sun
Of this doubtful times
Our view for beauty
Dries out on the way to arrogance
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