IXXI

IXXI - An Epoch Most Cursed lyrics

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Just imagine how degenerate a culture must be when
it is threatened to fall by older versions of itself. Like
great grand-father beating the supposedly agile youth. Upon that persists the cultivation of loyalty, adherence,
nations – a flock with no masters – sprawling,

Weak and varied, diverse and averse,
plentiful but famished, an epoch must cursed.

When art and the fiction if reality meet, their masses
of mercy means nothing! After all, they were “sent” here
to Die.

The most shameful epoch in historyÂ…

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