The rain is falling down
The rain is black, the rain is dirt
Nobody wants to drawn
But when you try to move it hurts
My visions disconnected
My broken mind cannot be used
Now we are all in prison
What have you done for me and you
The sign of every movement
The torture for the broken minds
Unspoken revolution
We have to stand and have to fight
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