Several million faces, watch them spin
A portion burning forever, the others finding a way
Only to be secure in our existence
Only to be the way it is
Organized chaos performing existence
A mere collection of actors, plots constantly changing in turn changing forever
Fear spawns disbelief
Credibility founded on science
If they only knew what they thought they knew
The last star would burn out
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