الكلمات الأصلية
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Pain, destruction, hate
Mutilated bodies around me
Death massacre, blood of innocent spilled
Violent conflicts populate my mind
The smell of course, burns in my nostrils
I look around, get visions from hell
I look around, get visions from hell
Deformed bodies, squeezed brains
The imminent abyss, the destruction is close
No longer I get more to see, the badly blocks my vision
But a supreme radiant light appears to my front
something was made new in me, a new feeling appears
I don't see more destruction
Not get visions from hell
I only see life, light, peace
Safety and direction
