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It's when
The earth stops spinning around..
Nations fall down..
Cities are burnt to the ground..
It's when
The dust of democracy settles
In the throats..
Of the rights that as we know..
It's when
our voices are no more..
Or are merely past echoes..
And it's when we're left without...
The earth stops spinning around..
Nations fall down..
Cities are burnt to the ground..
It's when
The dust of democracy settles
In the throats..
Of the rights that as we know..
It's when
our voices are no more..
Or are merely past echoes..
And it's when we're left without...