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Can we carry the weight of our humanity And find a remedy for our misguided misanthropy? The color of chaos Beauty in flames Like a mosaic of judgement day Of judgement day There's a snake in the garden There's is a plauge in the heart of man Not a thing left to barter Time slips through our hands We return to the earth Can we carry the weight of our humanity And find a remedy for our misguided misanthropy? The color of chaos Beauty in flames Like a mosaic of judgement day Can we carry the weight of our humanity And find a remedy for our misguided misanthropy? The color of chaos Beauty in flames Like a mosaic of judgement day Our shattered hearts Rearranged Like a mosaic Of judgement day