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Hear them cry, throughout the night,
Why? Have our wrongs taken their rights?

I remember a time, When my naïve and innocent mind
Was blind to the truth of my cultural ties.
My home, A vision of hope, peace and love,
That was in fact a mask on a world so cold...
I cannot live with the guilt I now know,
Of people in climates much worse than our own,
You won't do what you need too
Because of how you live
People in hunger, disaster and pain
People in early dug graves
It twists my core too a storm
That I cannot outrun

Wild lies, of white crimes,
I, can no longer bear...
And hear them cry, throughout the night,
Why? Have our wrongs taken their rights?

At first we built on the dirt, Dug in the soil with stone
And laid the base for the pillars of bones.
Years of rebuilding the shrine
So holy and so sublime
There lay our foundations lost in time!

See the sun, setting on these hills
Grass now mask blood, that once had been spilt
So long ago...

We must rebuild
Too mend us and heal
It can't be undone
But we can change!

I cannot live with the guilt I now know,
Of people in climates much worse than our own,
You won't do what you need too
Because of how you live
People in hunger, disaster and pain
People in early dug graves
It twists my core too a storm
That I cannot outrun

I wish to take away the pain of everyone
And end all the hate

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