WE TRADED BELLS FOR WHISPERS
AND FLED OFF TOWARD THE DISTANCE
A VICTIM AMONG VICTIMS
I CANNOT BARE THE TERROR
WHEN NOTHING SEEMS MORE FITTING
THAN BAREING TEETH AND STRIKING BONES
WE CRIED OUT
LETS FLEE SOUTH
WE MOVED OUT
OUR FISTS IN THE AIR
WE LINED UP
AND FILED OUT
OUR EYES SHUT
OUR HEADS IN OUR HANDS
IN MOMENTS OF SILENCE
WERE LIVING WITHOUT VOICE
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