Who would have thought the world could end?
Make believe was to defend
Another day, another year
Against the multitudes of fear
As heaven lost its will to kill
Since the day our earth stood still
Another dance, another swirl
Defiling every boy and girl
They're all around, all around
They're all around, all around
An infant cradling in the dirt
In spite of those who gave her birth
The sacrifice has lost its worth
Death becomes a picture dream
Another lie, another stone
To push us further down below
They're all around, all around
They're all around, all around
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