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There's no peace, only strife, Whether in battlefield or our life. We fight and we fight, While they chase for power, day and night, We are not what we seem, Shaped by shadow and lost in dreams, We fight and we fall, Is this all we've got after all? There's no unity, we all in chains, Bravery leads to only pain, We are slaves to our own mind, Creating monsters, we are confined, They pull the strings, unseen, Controlling all we've ever been, We are not without any sense, But we lack visions deep defense. We do as they wish, We see what they dish, We are puppets on invisible strings, Machines that craves materials things, Lies we are fed, Astray we are led, Violent we are made, Deathbed, we are prepared, Every year, we fade and die, Peace and unity seems far away.
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Feb 22
Feb 22, 2026 at 3:21 AM UTC
Puppets
There's no peace, only strife, Whether in battlefield or our life. We fight and we fight, While they chase for power, day and night, We are not what we seem, Shaped by shadow and lost in dreams, We fight and we fall, Is this all we've got after all? There's no unity, we all in chains, Bravery leads to only pain, We are slaves to our own mind, Creating monsters, we are confined, They pull the strings, unseen, Controlling all we've ever been, We are not without any sense, But we lack visions deep defense. We do as they wish, We see what they dish, We are puppets on invisible strings, Machines that craves materials things, Lies we are fed, Astray we are led, Violent we are made, Deathbed, we are prepared, Every year, we fade and die, Peace and unity seems far away.
MrBrahma
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Feb 22
Feb 22, 2026 at 3:21 AM UTC
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