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The well has run dry

The thirst is unquenchable

Food will no longer grow

No harvest will come this year

The suffering will be vast

The pain will always last

As the dust began to settle

Along the wasted remnants of society

Now the malnutrition has returned

It's devastation so severe

Taking away all the people you love

And everything that you hold dear

Freedom doesn't matter

When there is nothing to do

When there's nothing to eat

The suffering will be vast

The pain will always last

The well has run dry

The thirst is unquenchable

Food will no longer grow

No harvest will come this year

Freedom doesn't matter

Freedom doesn't matter