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Now you hear my trembling voice
Inspired by divine muse
I ask you - if you had a choice
What would you choose
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Think of the galaxies and the universe
How old they are indeed
How they are vast and deep and immense
And how small are you, God's spit
Think of an uprising of the Northern star
How it's beautiful and far
Think of how majestic is existence of this world
So try to suppose how worthless is our birth
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Now you hear my trembling voice
Inspired by divine muse
I ask you - if you had a choice
What would you choose
The whole question's just about
Our meaning in the cosmos
I'm so afraid
But I have to say
Excuse me guys, our birth is worthless
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Now you hear our solid scream
No inspiration left
I'm sure you know what I mean
This world is better without man