I'm daydreaming at the sky, I regain my balance in the passing landscape. I feel the quiet. There is no chaos. There is no crowd.
Madness of Mankind
The madness of mankind - the corps of men heads up from cries of gunpowder in the air.
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I'm daydreaming at the sky, I regain my balance in the passing landscape. I feel the quiet. There is no chaos. There is no crowd.
The madness of mankind - the corps of men heads up from cries of gunpowder in the air.