VICTIMS OF VIOLENCE
(VĂ„KIVALLAN UHRIT)

The streets are filling up
With threatening soldiers
You stand on the crowd
With other hunders
You hear a loud command
Rifles are aimed
Towards the crowd
Where you stand

But you ain't the only one
Just one of the millions
One of the innocent
Victims of violence

Guns go off
The crowd scatters
You hear cry of pain
And soon everything is quiet
You lie quiet on the ground
Your face bleeds
Your body is penetrated
With murdering bullets

 

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