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Struck down upon these hateful sands
Drawing my last breath in this foreign wasteland
So far from my home. Led to die for his gold
They filled our ears with lies
Painting an image of people with freedom denied

So we left our families and homes behind
Never once suspecting the treachery which lies
Beneath the veil so cleverly they disguised
Greed entombed, the motive in your lies

Lies desecrate the memories of our lives
Feigning grief, you profit as we die

Heroes heed your emperor's call to arms
Question not what you're fighting for
Your fate is mine alone

Red sand, red sun, my life has come undone

A bleak day beneath a raging sun
If ever a hell there was, I've found it here
I've traveled both land and sea to see my life undone
And pour into oblivion

Where they make a wasteland they call it peace

Vox clamantis in deserto. Qui tacet consentire videtur.

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