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Sick of It All - The Land Increases lyrics
One is born, one dies We're fragile and soft Our surroundings are harsh Our surrondings are hostile The world takes what it wants Nobody's secure Nobody is safe Don't take it for granted To see another day Murder, accident, suicide, and disease We're lucky to be here We're lucky to live So much is trivial Beyond that idea Murder, accident, suicide, and disease The soul is sacred It defines our being And without the body The force is freed Leaving only a shell |
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