War by Himinbjorg
Some tears flow out along the face of a child.
Explosion, black out, some terrifying cries.
A hat covers the body of a child.
Angry, hate, everything becomes blind.
You, the godsend, the hero of the nation,
You say that you kill to save your country.
You obey some shadows
that someone makes dance in front of your eyes.
You're only a slave.
Some tears flow out along the face of a child.
Explosion, black out, some terrifying cries.
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