You'll reap what you sow
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The sky is a new shade of war
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The colour of meat rent raw
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This conflict's innocents
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In heaps of twitching limbs
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Mouths stretched in silent screams
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What becomes of their dreams?
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Dulled eyes plead to the sky
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Witnesses to this genocide
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The men slaughtered
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Before their families' horrified stares
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The women dead and raped
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Mouthing their futile prayers
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But it's the children's eyes
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That burn into my mind
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And drag me sweating from nightmare
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The land now a scape of sores
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Blistered by countless wars
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Earth tears, oozing like pus
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Congealing in civilisation's dust
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As cold...
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As governments who deemed to piss
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Our consciences lie rigormortised As cold...
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As the governments who deemed to piss
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Upon the twitching corpse of human rights
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Their grim refusal of all foresight
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Lesion
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Stampin' Ground |