Another tragedy shows up
to the eyes of the world
everybody staring
at the symbols made of gold
everybody sees them falling down
the smell of death
is all around
we are all living in a worldwide drama
the past came back
since you trown the seeds
thru the countries
the alarm still rings
ten minutes of silence
ten years of war
they had it ounce
now they want more
to the eyes of the world
everybody staring
at the symbols made of gold
everybody sees them falling down
the smell of death
is all around
we are all living in a worldwide drama
the past came back
since you trown the seeds
thru the countries
the alarm still rings
ten minutes of silence
ten years of war
they had it ounce
now they want more
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