Above all desires, pondering
Over the nothingness that surrounds
Blocks all visions, hinders all sounds
Oblivion is nothing, but a dream
But we choose to live in ignorance
Change brings on an ugly nostalgia
Memories, wanting to be forgotten
The corpses lie in their graves, rotten
Holding on to beliefs, that show no light
Our greed has killed traces of insight
There’s only “me”, there is no “you”
And what grows old, loses its worth
Just as our values, our virtues did
Its only a dead nation, nothing more
Slaughtered by its hands, on its own.
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