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Salting the Earth

The sins of the fathers don't hurt us
We won't let them hold us back
We have so much to give
So as we stand on the hill
Watching the world burn away
Puffed up with pride we will fall
Live today for tonight we die, salting the earth
We ruin what we stand for
We tear the good to shreds but still
As we end the lives of those we protect we salt the earth
We burn the world down and salt the earth
We'll live and we'll die as hypocrites because we are human
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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September 20, 2016 at 1:43 PM
so true, glad to read. LINDA
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