You know what fredom is,
Remember its taste
Now staying on your knees
You've met the haste
They came to kill you
With anger and fear
You loughed in fire
There's no place for tear
Hell in your eyes,
Night in your soul
Innocence dies,
Lust is a goal
So many guns and knifes
Are kept for you
So many bloody nights
And calm - so few
You run away again
Breaking the world
Trying loose your pain -
This way in wrong
You're locked alone
To get you mad
The heart of stone
Is almost dead...
Your dreams can't fly
Love can't be true
You're not alive
You're just a fool.
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