These holes in the ground grow like those in our heads.
The blood gushes from the wounds and wets our uniforms.
In the middle of the noise we aren't able to hear
The silence of Angels,
While looking at us.
The silence of Angels,
The cold in our hearts.
The shots rumble while the guns are darting behind.
Only we can stop this carnage this carnage
Against humanity that isn't able to hear
The silence of Angels,
While looking at us.
The silence of Angels,
The cold in our hearts.
The blood gushes from the wounds and wets our uniforms.
In the middle of the noise we aren't able to hear
The silence of Angels,
While looking at us.
The silence of Angels,
The cold in our hearts.
The shots rumble while the guns are darting behind.
Only we can stop this carnage this carnage
Against humanity that isn't able to hear
The silence of Angels,
While looking at us.
The silence of Angels,
The cold in our hearts.
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