If I say that everything is perfect/The world has no secrets or
pain--I'd be playing a very cruel trick/On the people who need the
gain--People have said it but it was short-lived/All of us know it,
yes, even you--The message that we have been trying to give/Is this
rainbow world has become black and blue--What sort of 'paradise'
gives us the birth/Of war and the death of innocent men--This
deep-set belief will just gain girth/Until we cause our own
haunting end--Abusive people are always roaming/Thanks to the ones
before their life--Their children become the people moaning/Because
they have to pay the price--I've heard it said a thousand times/But
only now do I see the truth--This rainbow world of beauty and
prime/Has slowly but surely rotted black and blue.
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