Ouroboros

Unannounced, once more he has come
And soon again, in pain, he will go
All is the same, nothing has changed
From ten thousand years ago

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All is known, but nothing is learned
All is won, yet nothing is earned

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A false God to justify their disbelief
A false friend to soothe through the grief
A false promise so your pain is brief
A Land of pretending longing for relief

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They pray for their almighty
To hide their truth and keep their faces held
For they are but lost sheep
Pretending to fit into a wolf's pelt

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Forgive them father, for they do not know
Doomed to live and doomed to fail
The same mistake their ancestors 
Swore they would one day prevail