We’re the orphans of humanity

We only learn the price of things once they've disappeared

Remains of a dying breed

This is the witness of blank minds in a colorblind reality

We’re looking for answers to questions we can’t conceive

Complaints of a frying brain

We’ll lay the myths as cornerstones for our society

We’re all lost, we’ve breathed the omega breeze

We’re branded, ain’t brain-dead, we’re brand new

Our minds are clean

Our bright eyes On this broken world are blinded

We’re all haunted, bonded in this holy lack of memory

We’re confused, hollow, divided

Claim to remember and we’ll bend a fucking knee

We ride wrecked cars on bull backs through this global no man’s land

We’re fucking nomads, We’re hunchbacks

Clinging to the thread of a long gone past

What will grow through the ashes ?

Is this the end, is this the end or the genesis ?

Will trees grow tall through the carcasses ?

Are we just ants under a giant’s matches ?

Will we be burning corpses ?

What will grow through the ashes ?

Is this the end, is this the end or the genesis ?

Will roots push through the asphalt cracks ?

Will we choose utopia or whiplashes ?

Will this hell be everlasting ?

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Green patches maculate the concrete

A budding life bluntly stains misery

Alone and incomplete, we stand untouched at the center of this new born beauty

We’re parasites, are we part of this scheme ?

We’re parasites, are we even human anymore ?

Damaged is the new black