I keep looking for the answer
From the people that lives without breath
From the anguish and confusion
From the blind obedience
Gray people
Confused and sad
Gray people
Walking without sense
Gray people
A world of living and dead
Empty people like zombies
Day after day
Awake and die again
Afraid to conform
To a dying world
The chaos and confusion
Determines our agony
Sects that kills the seed
Of live of a future world
Have twisted to themselves

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