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The power is lost,
We're loosing control.
We are holding the chrost,
Protecting our soul.

Heartbeat just stoped,
we're feeling so low.
You're broken and crushed,
It's time yo let go.

Soldiers are marching,
Marching like slaves.
Education makes zombies,
Zombies dig graves.
I hope if I die
I become one of them!

In to dead cold
we're walking like blind,
Looking for hope
Where's no place to hide.

I stand on my knees
I've got all I gave
I found the relief,
I'm digin own grave.