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the crashing glass rings hard in my ear I can't forget myself
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Wars will be fought Missiles launched
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The mourning ground of tiny creatures With unlike human facial features
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The midnight bell rings, it echoes throughout the city. A heavy fog covers the ground, shielding the street.
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Your grandfather
And great grandfather
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when ghouls walked in glory
and ghosts flit to and fro.
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Hard to breath and hard to sleep
your arms around me as I weep
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a memory of when i was place in a yellow rubbish bin with the lid fastened, the day i almost died
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Your supposed serenity, Is not really the place for me.
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He lain in a Baghdad hospital,
They said he had no hope.
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On the eleventh of September,
Two thousand and one.
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7/7 London terror
Ont the local bus and heading west,
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America united................
America united,
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We stand here now in the day and age
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The last sound I heard
was ringing and then
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Alone on a dark country road
I could see them in the distance
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Smoke hanging above shattered markets
Fire crackling down destroyed avenues
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famished, finished, take me, drive me away
i can't stand being in my own body i must escape
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