I feel the ice
By Vilmon
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I feel the ice growing fast alas
Just like frost over a window glass
Cold creeping towards my heart and mind
It follows me just a step behind
I feel the world dismantling alas
Just like a stone through a window glass
Cold leaders control our heart and mind
The world reaper's just a step behind
Just like butterflies crawling back in their cocoon
In a complex world we choose life in small saloon
Filled up with beers, sex and drugs in which we revel
Instead of facing all these towers of Babel
Pushed to buy and throw out without moderation
We are voyeurs doing by proxy our action
Watching poor scenarios playing on wide screen
Evading resolution by choosing between
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We elect new leaders of poor value and mind
That gathers all the power and money they find
Playing with our feelings and changing what they mean
Like pushing buttons or scrolling on a touch screen
We buy a cup of coffee and throw it away
No care for somehow someone will clean someday
We live the present without care of the future
Getting the most out of it like bloody vulture
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