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I am homeless for my home is

torn apart by unknown force.

It happened quick,

there were men in black

with their antourage of grunts.

There are new corpses on the street

every day.

Rewriting our history for the lies

to be fed.

In between the crossfire our pride

lies dead.

I ran away, years went by

As I watched the nation slowly die

Survivor’s guilt burns my soul

As I hear the dead’s call

There are new corpses on the street

every day.

Rewriting our history for the lies

to be fed.

In between the crossfire our pride

lies dead.



All I see in my dreams

Is the life I've lost



Home?

Where’s home now?

All that’s left – a cold body

drowned in oblivion...