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forget the past,the end begins
you knows how it started
and only the stronge will know how it end

i hear them call
i hear them all

we've been shackled for to long
hold against our will
shuting my eyes carry us away
dont keep me from wishing
the return of our days


over the drouted plains
the sirens have rung
over the droughted plains
our finest hour is yet to come


camps flooded with torn soul
pleading sound nothing more than echos

carry us
carry us

return our lifes
own up to this moral crime


over the drouted plains
the sirens have rung
over the droughted plains
our finest hour is yet to come


if you can hear our outcry
then you are our resistance
dont turn your back on us now
dont leave behind
our existence


can you see our reality?
can you see it now?
the civil dark side of society
where is your home?
why are they burning it down?


if you can hear our outcry
then you are our resistance
dont turn your back on us now
dont leave behind
our existence
X_HIDRO_X
Last edited by X_HIDRO_X at Mar 7, 2009,