The Cold Existence

Utopia

The Cold Existence


How can we define a perfect place
Dreaming of a world that is unreal
Pathetic fools of the heavens
Forcing us to believe in unrealistic ideals

Where is my utopia
Where is the path to end this plague and misery

Darkness eats on the weak souls
Only death can be real!
Vengeance which creates
Everlasting hate for generations

What about our linage
What about our generation and hopes
I can see it all fall to dust.

Gaia cries rivers of blood
Where is the path to light and salvation
I can see a twisted reality,
Made by the humans seeings themselves
As gods, as gods!

Where is my utopia
Where is the path to end this plague and misery

Darkness eats on the weak souls
Only death can be real!
Vengeance which creates
Everlasting hate for generations

Utopia!
Utopia!

What about our linage
What about our generation and hopes
I can see it all fall to dust.

How can we define a perfect place
Dreaming of a world that is unreal
Pathetic fools of the heavens
Forcing us to believe in unrealistic ideals

Gaia cries rivers of blood
Where is the path to light and salvation
I can see a twisted reality,
Made by the humans seeings themselves
As gods, as gods!

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