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Secrets RevealedSuch a beautiful worldSecrets Revealed by ScorchedTears
A sculptor's dream - no less
But I'll tell you a secret...
It's a world long been suppressed.
Fresh air must be bought
For prices soaring high
Society begs down on its knees
For freedom we cannot buy.
Power plants and burning sources
Full of violent fumes
Are screaming the hymn of our destruction
Coaxing us to early tombs.
Elderly citizens shake their heads
And cackle at our demise
Mumbling that the day has passed
To start our brand new lives.
The world is lost to corrupted youth
Worried about their reflections
Never giving the atmosphere the time of day
To tend to its corrections.
Sexual diseases and illegal drugs
Are decaying our so called 'minds'
To ask for mercy to wash away our sins
Are called for desperate times.
Such a corrupted world
A sculptor's nightmare - no less
I've told you my secret...
No longer suppressed.