This is the end.
This is the end.
Now we will go and die again.
Why do we try?
So now it begins;the beginning of ends.
And now we will go and do this again.
Why do we fight?
Why do we?
Why do we?
Haven't we learned from the past?
This is the end.
This is the end.
Now we will go and fight again.
So now we look on to the battle ahead.
And now we will go marching down to our graves.
Why must we fight?
Why must we?
Why must we?
Do we all live just to die?
This is the end.
This is the end.
Now we will go and kill again.
So now we must ask:when will it end?
How many more wars will be enough?
Why must we kill?
Why must we?
Why must we?
We will fall to emptiness.
This is the end.
This is the end.
Now we will go and die again.
When will it be enough?
Can't you see?
We won't survive another war.
Nor should we.
How did we let it come to this?
How did we drift apart?
Since when are we so different when it comes to life?
We should live our fullest 'til we have to die.
But if we kill each other,where then do we stand?
Will we bring the world crashing down with us?
This is the end.
This is the end.
Now we will go towards the end.
When will we begin to live?
When will we try?
The Lair of Shadows
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