Under Our Sun
Under Our Sun:-
Nothing ever grows without the rain
There can be no movement without change
You see under the sun but not before it comes
You can sell your soul for the dollar like all the other ones
Walk with the army knocking on the doors of your sons
Death will always come to those who point the gun
Peace shall never be if we do not see what we’ve become
Just another dead man lying on the floor who didn’t run
What happens after we’re all buried in our graves?
It will never change how the en fool behaves
Underneath our sun all remains the same
It’s about time we realise we are to blame.
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