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When life and death are one and the same
And each is a part of the other,
When the only way for the one to survive
Is to murder a brother,
When life without death is hell,
And death without life is tame,
A dark spirit ridest forth
And Thanatos is his name.
When the darkness is bright and silence loud,
When only the blind can see,
When the freest of men are held in bondage,
But all the slaves are free,
When the killing game without death
Is our favorite game,
A dark spirit wields his scythe,
And Thanatos is his name.
When the silent masses are powerless
While the few control it all,
When another paragon of corruption
Replaces each one to fall,
When the streets are filled with wretches
Dreaming of fortune and fame,
A dark spirit strikes his prey,
And Thanatos is his name.
When all our feelings are locked within,
So that our anger thrives,
When hatred alone does rule our actions,
While lust controls our drives,
When mediocrity becomes a way of life,
Making each day seem the same,
A dark spirit reaps his crop,
And Thanatos is his name.
When war makes us slaughter people
Who were our friends last year,
When the only thing that keeps us safe
Is mutual threats and fear,
When the end of the world seems not too far,
And there's always someone to blame,
A dark spirit gallops on,
And Thanatos is his name.
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