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To live is to think To think is to believe Most will believe until they sink Once they sink their thoughts, they begin to leave A continuous loop of following Following Gods or powerful people Powerful people who only see cattle to be swallowing Swallowing everyone as they pray to a steeple A Steeple that is fueled by corruption and deceit Deceit that has bled through the human race for centuries Centuries of war and bloodshed that have left blood-stained streets Streets that continue to hold the poor and lost souls forgotten memories Memories of pain and suffrage at the hands of wicked Wicked men who hold lives in a vice and hearts restricted