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AMAROKA
Your gun

Kilometers of barbed ware
Grey dust on the boots that you wear
The truth can’t be white, white or black
To write something doesn’t mean to be brave

Indeed you’re interested in that trouble
Millions people are dead in a struggle
They lie in a common grave, forgotten,
Burn like fire about hidden lie

Where is your gun?
Where is your gun?
Where is your gun?
Shoot! You’ve got the ban!

Where is your gun?
Where is your gun?
Where is your gun?

Where is - your gun?
Shoot! - You’ve got the ban!

Thousands of them won’t even take a step
God doesn’t approve such actions on map
Why were they like „meat” at war?
Every man like victims of politic-terror

The diggers say – everybody lies
Unburied are around your eyes!
Bones lie, time destroyed them
No people - no problem

Where is your gun?
Where is your gun?
Where is your gun?
Shoot! You’ve got the ban!

Where is your gun?
Where is your gun?
Where is your gun?

Where is - your gun?
Shoot! - You’ve got the ban!


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