Children of tomorrow, Fading from the past
Already dead before they ever cried
They die in the streets of massacre
And no one knows where they belong
Praying in the streets and public
Becomes the habit of those in ties and suits
Burning down the law before their eyes
But no one knows that they've become blind
Blinded by the life of dreams and emotions
Turning out to be the fate of contortions
What you sow is what they reap and gain
You'll be blamed for what you do or don't
In pain you'll beg for what you don't know
Life is hell for those who dwell in truth
Welcome to this crazy world of dreams
They'll reap what you sow and leave you dead
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