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Nothing New

When hate rules Compassion is one of the tools Mankind could have a dark fate When ruled by hate Make you think their doing good things But disaster it brings Words spoken in love Held in an iron glove A curtain so to speak Hiding truth from the weak The meek Words meant to to deceive To weave A sense of security to the eye A lie Hiding the truths in plain sight So you don't fight Not so sure what is right Hate Fate Becomes the same Who is to blame Give us something we think we want Then our decisions come back to haunt And their smiles flaunt But you were told On the ideals you were sold But you thought... Hasn't history taught Nothing is ever as it seems Taking away our dreams Give this, but I take that And grow fat While yours grows taunt Their words then do haunt No word ever true ...Nothing new... Hate grows Starts to show Earth becomes the battle Royale Who is loyal Who is not Hate will rot To the core Ask for more When the truth you finally see What left will there be ...Hate... Not to late To change this fate

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