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Time is the enemy From birth we wage fierce battles against the inevitable Our personal expiration dates a mystery All too often the Reaper's sickle claims another one of our loved ones before we can summon the breath to express just how much they mean - how much they really mean to us A lack of foresight? Perhaps Yet once the earth reclaims their shell a veritable fountain of extolations springs forth These memories of yesterday in time will fade away No! We won't be the victims of this bloodletting ritual! And we will not be the victims of your system And we will claim our freedom from this bloodletting ritual The challenge is this: To reclaim our emotive spirit that has been cast by the wayside in lieu of contemporary stoicism, lacking the embrace of sentiment. Though frustration and ire are quickly ascertained, affection's now a stranger - how peculiar. Will we accept the challenge that has been set before us? Will we reignite the flames?! Ignite the flames that burn in our hearts! Aus Songtexte Mania