Our Country Is Being Murdered
They try to steal our days.
They try to steal our nights.
They try to steal our hope.
They try to steal our pride.
Before it’s too late to realise.
Look into your children’s eyes.
Take that image into your night.
Imprint it on your mind.
See the dark behind the stars.
Listen to history scream it’s warning cries.
They will try to steal their days.
They will try to steal their nights.
They will kill their hopes and pride.
They will destroy your loved ones lives.
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