In the days after the world died, the ones standing graveside
Placed bets to guess the cause of death
Why some nation was raised higher than its people
And some people were raised higher than the rest
They kept to their own sides, divided so many times
Soon there were only lines and no people left
And their nations soon faded like the flags they'd paraded
Some slur-ridden slogan on their last gasp of breath
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