IXXI
IXXI - An Epoch Most Cursed songtekst
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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 history…