So round goes the wheel
It drags along all the men
And so we ask why so eager?
When all starts at the end
Forced to fulfill the deal
Obliged to descend
Why pretend this is real?
When we can all just play dead
Hollow issues all around
Men like animals, put down
We need to save some space in the town
So that the joy comes with the crown
These walls of marble are closing on me
They're full of sin, I must break free
A display of their pride's hurting me
I only seek recovery
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