Blood and Sands.
Here where there`s reason to mourn
Here where the rivers sob at all times,
Who would enter the day with a song?
Who would look at the glancing sun?
Who would dance where misery`s the beat?
Who would laugh where sorrow`s the joker?
In this place of ours
where the fear of the unknown
rages without end,
where misfortune pours upon our heads
her lover`s oil,
where all we do is die in short-short slices;
Who would rest?
Who would slumber?
Who is able to drink of sleep`s cup/
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