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When WWIII's just behind
your bedroom walls;
When all you ever hear are
slanderous calls?
What're you going to do?
Let go? Let live? Let doom?

When misery is your only
company;
When every one else could
care less and share sympathy?
What's left for you to do?
Spike the glass, succumb to alcohol too.

When you see a blinding light,
hopeful and enthralling;
when you hear the screams
filled with pain and agony?
Do you look back?
Or thread on; of sympathy you lack.

When all you see is
Anarchy and bloodshed;
When all you read is the threatening
Cold Wars up ahead?
Will you stay or carry through?
Pull the trigger, after 1 then 2.

When you stumble
in an empty hallway;
When faces with no faces
smile your way?
What do you think of?
Hell or heaven? Since, Earth is far off.

When the world begins
crumbling, falling, breaking;
when no one dares to sit
beside you, weeping, waiting, breaking?
What do you do?
Let go? Let live? Let doom?