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Plantion, the cultive of maize that

Would be the harvest, it is not protected anymore

The scarecrow can't scare the crows

'cause he was decapitated

He can't cry 'cause his eyes

Were uprooted, were uprooted

His head not together

With the maize pant on the field

It's the scarecrow war

The maize doesn't have

Human plasm to survive

It was caused for the leaves

The death is stamped in the scarecrow' face

Crucified human corpse, like Christ

That was born to do it so

Nameless hero that gave his short life

To defend the nourishment of his own killers

With sudden flight of crows they are scared

For the shot that kills the scarecrow

In the crossfire from the battlefield

Where men fall like a scarecrow

Feeding the maize

With the plasm form their corpses

The death can be stamped in the sudden flight

Of crows or in the fixed and sad look of a...

...Scarecrow

It's the scarecrow war