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The hate among men,

That comes from the wanting of gold,

Destroys everyone, young and old.

When men reach the end of the chase

And find that their life is a waste,

They find their gold was in their chances.

Now there's no new chance,

No second chance, no new chance.

When hate rules men's hearts,

A strange kind of justice prevails.

• Artist:Peter Tevis
• Album:Un Pugno Di...West (1965)