Way of Light
Buildings block light
only darkness is in sight
no where to run
and no place to hide
salvation is more and more difficult to find
as factory smoke gets thicker
laws are constricting more intensely
and the sun can't be seen anymore
only one thing left to do
become the personification of morning
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