In the midst of darkness I see no light
I burn like hell yet the sun is nowhere in sight
No beasts that roam, no birds in flight
Deep within the shadows, they lure me
Fool me with gold, wine and money
Wasting while others thrive in misery
Will this world be the same again?
A question I’ve been asking a million times
In different words and a handful of rhymes
Are we paving our way to the end?
What will we become after this demise?
Will we survive, live in paradise?
Where does the path we’re taking go?
Could it be at the end of the colorless rainbow?
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