Monday, and here I am seeing this crap
Story about pests?
About plague?
Fucking Plague?
The society claims the sleeping plague
Looking for ways to extinguish
Taking their arguments upon the nation
The divine power of sarcasm
Called poor by sober
Called rich by fools
Walking on the wooden palace
Shining by sweat of society
Lost brothers
Lost beautiful and foolish workers
I see on my eyes the plague
Devastating everything with his tail
Seen only by those who do not know
Lost brothers
Lost beautiful and foolish workers
I see on my eyes the plague
Seen only by those who do not know
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