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Time ticks slowly
Killing any momentum commencing,
Every drop of tear of rain,
Brushed away throughout elimination,
And all the fear inside ignites,
And all our hard work destroyed,
Everyone we knew shot and buried,
All the plants that grew
Dead like us,
Any momentum they put to rest.

Exploring any solution,
What we have left is not much,
One way out,
Revolt!

We cannot brush the history behind this stone,
We cannot die without a fight,
These hands cleanse the world but also destroy,
The hard working slaves were pushed and killed,
There's no respect, they only care about the profit,
We need Change! We need Change!
Would you rather be dead, but save the world?
Or rather dead and gave up your soul?

Revolt!
Exploring any solution,
Revolt!
What we have left is not much,
Revolt!
One way out, one solution,
Revolt!