Will I recover the words so true,
Of what life means without you,
Will we find the means so far,
To watch without a single age,

Will I watch further lies,
Of those who don't need alibies,
Who struggle with the single truth,
Of how they kill the nations youth.

Will I find a means to meet,
With the liars who're indiscrete,
To tell the world of all their control,
And lacking of the world's lost soul.

Will I find a way to deal,
With the world I can not heal,
Will I find a single word,
To express about the hurd

Will I find anything,
In the truth in what I sing,
When the words have been selected,
By the filth that I've rejected.

Would I like a real freedom,
In the ends that I have mentioned,
Will I find a real age,
In the lives of disgrace.

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