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Up The Hill

de Paco Panama

No senses killing
While the Earth gives its final breath
Sometimes given to us
And now consumed by humanity

Life and nature
For some a game to play
Dreaming to be God
Experimenting new kinds of Death
But where’s the cure for Cancer, AIDS?
Maybe we will never find it
‘Cause by that time
We will be dead!

We sold our planet for money and sins
This is how we’re supposed to live?
Another kind exterminated
Nobody seems to care
This could be our last pain
Abject mutants without signals of life
Claiming for mercy in the other life
Poisonous minds now dead
Waiting for the final breath!

Not welcome to our New World
The same one we never suppose to fall
We’re not the ones
Who thought we had the world
At our hands?
Where’s the man that Science made?
I don’t see him
Maybe it never lived

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