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Dirty War

This bitter taste in the mouth is blood,

Can't you see?

Everything happens so fast,

Nothing really matters

The speed of my fall in the cold of this ground

Makes me feel dead

Surprise with the calm in the place

And stand up one more time



And maybe this trench will be my last frontier

I can't believe

This dirty war is not mine

My own life is not mine

This dirty money of your atheist country

Also is not mine