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War Cry
The world is burning down in ashes And up rises the horror; sailing in skies From the charred corpses that lay down; Marred and maimed, Up rises the smoke of terror Amidst the war cry ! Let me lie down For all innocent souls; Let me lie down and weep The world is falling down in pieces From cannons that barf destruction , Tearing down that was built; From catapults hemming around the shores, Retching hatred for mankind; And down trembles the land Amidst the war cry! Let me lie down For all innocent souls; Let me lie down and weep Shouldn't my veins burn in flames of vengeance? Shouldn't I lust for venin blood, of those, who knitted this havoc ? Shouldn't I yearn to rip out their perfidious heart, with my sword? Have I no right to mourn for my fallen brethren ? By the hands of those who are less than a man, And more than a devil; Who belong to no region or religion Those who worship terror and spread it like a cancer A disease eating out this world alive Have I no right to curse my foe? But the path to vengeance, has heaped corpse of innocents. War is a mess A mess on both sides I curse my foe; You curse your foe; And in this loop, We might've cursed each other, innumerable times. Alas! Not the real enemy The one that hides Sometimes behind you, And sometimes behind me. But hey you ! You,from the other side Are you not hopeful of a day When it's not us against each other But us against the terror; the evil; the inhumane; the wrong Are you not hopeful of a better tomorrow?
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