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Land suffered a thousand wars

Men a thousand wounds

Countless tortures

Eternal suffering

Victims still breathing

As they are dragged to the pits

Pits as deep as the sorrow

Of the remaining

Who are soon to follow

Piles of burning corpses

Reaching the heavens

Ashes fall as snow

Even the sky turns black

No more light or warmth of the sun

Everywhere I look there is death

Stinking massgraves

For women and children

Men hanged or impaled

Still I hear them scream