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Trying to avoid the seemingly unavoidableWe've entered a battlefield that we don't knowUsing as armour solitude and masksHiding our fear and anger from our foe One person 's trying to deal with her griefStill mourning the death of a loved one she lostThe loved one is doomed to have a lonesome departureWith a few people present while his grave's being crossed Another's surrounded with nothing but wallsDesparately trying to hold his head highAll's quiet, all's still, but his voice is unheardAnd the demons inside he can no longer deny One person's helplessly standing stillWhile he sees his future fading awayHow long can he carry the burden of ignoranceAnd how many bills will he be able to pay?Another is hiding from the malice outsideAnxiously waiting for life to restartThinking of loved ones he cannot embraceHoping that fear won't tear him apartAnother is fighting in the frontline of warDesparate to control the damage aheadCourageously, willingly challenged each dayThis all to inhibit the virus to spreadTrying to defeat the seemingly undefeatableWe are all fighting our separate warFor our foe is wearing a mask as wellHiding chaos, destruction, death and more...