There's a moaning I hear when I try to sleep.
The result of centuries of neglect
With no attention paid to cause and effect
It's the sound of a drawn out tragedy
It's the world living with a parasite.
And the pain gets worse and the screams ensue
It's the world living with it's own infectious disease.
Ruin is what you wanted. Ruin is what you get.
Ruin is what you worked towards every single day.
The infestation reaches far beyond it's means. The sapping of the strength has muffled all the screams.
Indifferent creatures living in indifferent times
Self centered beings play out self centered lives.
And the blame is passed round when the death throws sound.
It's the world living with a parasite.
It's the world living with it's own infectious disease. Ruin is what you get.
Ruin is what you wanted.
Ruin is what you wanted
Ruin is what you worked towards every single day.
Ruin is what you get.
Ruin is what you worked towards every single day.
Ruin, ruin, ruin, ruin.
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