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The Bodies Are Piling One By One

While the bodies are piling one by one. Mother is scared, but calm. Now look at what they've done. Father is hurt, but they think they won Mother makes me hold her palm, While the bodies are piling one by one. My family is weak and they are done. Killing people like a time bomb. Now look at what they've done. Everyone is done with the "fun" Now it's time to rise up with mom, While the bodies are piling one by one. Germans shooting with machine guns; America is here to stop their bomb. Now look at what they've done. We are trapped, nowhere to run My mom tells me to stay calm, While the bodies are piling one by one. Now look at what they've done.

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