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On those days of black clouds
Everything seems to get lost here
Men and wars
Kicking the blue ball
I see everything in my tv
They are crows, owners of hells
They are crazy expressing their angers
They are crows creating hells
They are crazy, children of the lie...
In a night of fine rain
I tried finding something around here
I didn't understand what i saw
Father and son shot on t.v
News: wars, hunger and death
Leaders, you will be judged
