| The sun is reflecting your eyes to the skies
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| You don’t see a reason you see your disguise
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| Sometimes you would wish your anger away
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| The fear of the death is drowning the day
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| Your hand in the sand feels the heat of the fight
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| You’re scared of the light and you don’t love the night
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| You know she would cry but you don’t give a damn
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| She would be able to shoot to the man
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| Hungry as your son that you keep in your heart
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| You play with the knife to get time fall apart
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| You dig in the sand to get save to the end
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| The storm of the desert is erasing the land
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| Now that I’m able to understand
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| What you want is to try to survive
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| Your hope is to live outside the line
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| To get some water, to free your mind
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| The foe is so near that you can hear it’s breath
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| Your friend and companion is facing the death
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| The crowded desert is shaken by tanks
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| The dying sky aware of the ranks
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| The orders you get are so hard to take
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| «Go! |
| Fight and die!» |
| This is your faith
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| The moon in the night eclipsed by the light
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| The light of the battle that burns in your mind
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| The sun of the day eclipsed, by the way
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| The way that they shoot from the sky to your brain
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| The hope to be alive to the end of the day
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| Is eclipsed by the deaths that they leave on their way
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| I saw your hands held up high
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| I saw your fear and then I felt mine
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| The pain in your hand is to shoot to the steel
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| Or to something else that’s so fast you can’t see
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| The flag that you wear does not matter to you
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| It doesn’t give you bread and it’s killing you
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| The enemy near and you’re near to the end
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| White is what you wave and keep in your hand
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| Now that I saw your face
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| I am able to understand
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| The fear that you tear
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| Is about no matter what
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| You tried to love
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| You tried not to die
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| Now you are a prisoner
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| Free and alive!
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| Free and alive!
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| You tried to love
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| You tried not to die |