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Samuel Caldwell S Revenge

Stuck in a world , draining our commonsense Spirits of revolution,Diluted with authority None Has the sense,purpose,point or reason why the world is

and Sinful schemes where Buildings burn and children scream echoing our soft defeat It clutched me it takes control Drowning out the life that's in this

progress And we turn to find where it?s emanating from. Only to find the victims of humanity. Those that are crushed under the weight of empathy. That?s

The greatest waste of potential A generation had to offer revolution in our clutch without the will to bother Ambitionless we wallowed in the crowd

doorway without walking away we looked at each other with contempt in our veins When I opened my mouth I had nothing to say and nothings changed maybe it's