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Believers vs believers A sign of judgement day Spilling the blood of mankind That is what the Lord forbade The one being slaughtered Is clueless as to why A brother is taking his life And the murderer also does not know the reason for picking up a knife The state of mankind Is beyond ******* up to be repaired Long gone are the times when strangers cared Every night is in competition with another to becomes the darkest and wildest Next of kin worried about inheritance And spouses taking out life insurance claims The soul is bruised But on a shell is placed a band aid Fine wining and dining Abundance leftovers in the bin Whilst the neighbour starves As people frolic in sin Slaves giving birth to masters Power in the hands of wrong And those buried six foot under Are suddenly the lucky one's Knowledge decreasing And ignorance on the rise We compete in the construction of the tallest building And mothers abandon their children Beauty pageants And *** selling cars The ship of the world sinks In broad daylight Yet we un-fasten our seatbelts And live by ride or die Yolo people Get an intoxicated high on a traitorous life A year passes like a month And a month like a week Nothing remains but a name Humans who massacred humanity
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Jul 4, 2014
Jul 4, 2014 at 10:14 PM UTC
Yawm al-Qiyamah
Believers vs believers A sign of judgement day Spilling the blood of mankind That is what the Lord forbade The one being slaughtered Is clueless as to why A brother is taking his life And the murderer also does not know the reason for picking up a knife The state of mankind Is beyond ******* up to be repaired Long gone are the times when strangers cared Every night is in competition with another to becomes the darkest and wildest Next of kin worried about inheritance And spouses taking out life insurance claims The soul is bruised But on a shell is placed a band aid Fine wining and dining Abundance leftovers in the bin Whilst the neighbour starves As people frolic in sin Slaves giving birth to masters Power in the hands of wrong And those buried six foot under Are suddenly the lucky one's Knowledge decreasing And ignorance on the rise We compete in the construction of the tallest building And mothers abandon their children Beauty pageants And *** selling cars The ship of the world sinks In broad daylight Yet we un-fasten our seatbelts And live by ride or die Yolo people Get an intoxicated high on a traitorous life A year passes like a month And a month like a week Nothing remains but a name Humans who massacred humanity
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Jul 4, 2014
Jul 4, 2014 at 10:14 PM UTC
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