Pay heed to these omens....
Play along our games...
Eyes see beyond such wounds...
Words have become names...
Go far and far, into the ground...
Return ever so slowly here...
It's a different place, go back I say...
See only the surprises they angrily cheer...
Aaah, the pain shines over the blood...
At peace when a body such drains...
Laugh without a noise...
Only the soul has to remain...
The truth stays hidden...
Of that I make sure...
I'll torment these voices...
Shouts become pleas,born out of fears...
a terrorist takes home the flag....
When martyrs get lost in the sands...
And thats how they go back to the hole...
Incomplete and bruised, but with a Soul....
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