The slithering tongue of the talebearer
The marching steps of the black tongue
The rolling of the crystalline waters
I can not forget

Have my screaming wrung to scampering
Have my drama near the trauma
Then the swinging arms of injustice
I can not forget

Words since been said it's power
Words then become the powerful sword
Their words sing the pretty mock song
The songs I can not forget

Lay me down with eyes filled with water
Curses coursing through the heartbeat
Dead she dropped into the earth
Forever silenced in pieces

Quiet is she since ages
But will the pretty mock song end its performance
I regret! I can not forget
Sing me the past I can not regret



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