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Downfall of a Nation


Here we are on world one people

so we burn down the churches and knock down the steeples

we raise up the flag to unite just one kind

then block off the borders and lay down the mines

 

We put a flag on a gun and say its okay to shoot

while the party goers dance and pop bottle of brut

 

Where are the meek ones

they are praying inside

hoping it will end soon 

but why do they hide

 

Someone say something and stand for what it means

the children are starving and we dont hear their screams

 

Lets pretend that we care cause that will suffice

obscenity thats clear and fire thats ice

hurt them and scorn them for doing whats right

the ones with the power are the ones that dont fight

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