Stoic
Wey Wey - Stoic
After soliloquizing
in the darkness
we struck a chord
making rhythm
as we march into the light
now we come
we do not come to you
pleading for justice
we do not come
to stay your fastened arm
but we come
just to face you
and voice it home
that our hope is not lost
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