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Dreams like daydreaming, like secluding yourself

Dreams of something called native home

Full of bliss and full of wealth

Wherever this takes me and wherever this may end

Soon it breaks me ‘cause it keeps nothing to understand

A witless process, fading like bad memories...

Around they focus on something they would call it peace

After these atrocities...

Shadow of integrity is wandering through these fields of death

Fighting fire with a fire gun like taking your last breath

Nothing left inside, my mind so blown away

What asking God within this chaos

Don’t dare guessing what he would say?

But still obeying, aborting rationality

Around they’re praying for something they will call it peace

After these atrocities...

Shadow of integrity is wandering through these fields of death

Fighting fire with a fire gun like taking your last breath...

Fighting fire with a fire gun like taking your last breath...