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I hear the sound of the crushed roses
i feel the pulse of the children heart
i am scared cause the troops are on the other side of the river
this is our last chance to survive from this filth.
Only the wolves could have tell us how to move
but now they're gone, like the old witch said
and nothing lies better than a healing soul.
i'm cutting my tongue to feed the silenced ones
i'm cutting my eyes for the lost and never found.
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