We are villains, all of us
Shuffling around our lairs
Loading the gun again and again
Spinning the cylinder like a child's toy
We aim it any direction
We shoot when we feel like it
If anyone dies, we shrug our shoulders
And spin the cylinder again.
Violence is all we know
A practiced indifference to pain
To its sources and its purpose
A body is something we kick from the streets
A corpse is a piece of meat
Everyone is doomed, after all
We cannot imagine anything better.
Fear is the cloud that hangs from our skies
If we shoot at it, we can keep it away
I am scared as you are scared
We will always be scared
That's why we will all die.
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