Where have all the blue skies gone 
And to the east a toxic dawn 
Poison is the wind that blows 
Who inhales it no one knows 

Why does so much feel like less 
Resigned into death's warm caress 

Sickly sweet is melted skin 
Greed becomes our greatest sin 
Putrefacation, rot, decay 
We'll shoot your kids at school today 

Why does so much feel like less 
Resigned into death's warm caress

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