Age of Excuse VI

Forever uphill atop the remains
 Of missed chances, of hope and innocence
 The withered bones of those who failed
 But more so of those who didn't even try
 Bursting through the barbed thickets
 Sharp with guilt, deceit and shame
 To the petty truths buried underneath
 Layers and layers of drivel and mud
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 In this day and age
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 The litanies of overskurkens moral
 Are the only prayers to be heard these days
 And all those who dreamt about a True Revolution
 Got distracted by hurting each other
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 What has to be done, has to be done
 The human nature is what it is
 We cover our eyes in a call to arms
 And turn one edge toward ourselves
 Arm in arm in this futile strife
 Where cards are marked and odds are little to none
 Hand in hand with fate worse than death
 Relentless in discontent
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 In this day and age
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 Empires get wrecked
 Principles get crushed
 Saviors get crucified
 History gets what?
 History fucking gets over it all
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 And the assassins in rose tinted glasses
 At the wrong end of the tunnel of light
 Practitioners of paramount scorn
 And those who'd rig moral compass rather than bridges
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 Behold the world and spit on it
 The noble and the scum of the earth
 Just out of some basic damned dignity
 In this day and age of excuse
 What has to be done, has to be done
 The human nature is what it is
 We cover our eyes in a call to arms
 And turn one edge toward ourselves
 Arm in arm in this futile strife
 Where cards are marked and odds are little to none
 Hand in hand with fate worse than death
 Relentless in discontent
 What has to be done, has to be done
 The human nature is what it is
 We cover our eyes in a call to arms
 And turn one edge toward ourselves