They call you the blessed motherland
But your blessed hands are covered in the blood of your children
You make your children fight
All for the sake of your own pockets
Your hands are covered in the blood of the victims of your cowardice
The bloody mother
The uncaring mother
The mother that sacrificed her children
For a cause unreachable and unrealistic
You are not a mother
You are a...
In the dark night of the mountains
The stars in the sky shined like diamonds in this bloodied land
A beautiful cascade contrasted the death wreaked on the living here
The Black Wolves howled with their rifles
They had united from civil war
But in the end
It would all be silent
And the mountains stared with a fury
Waiting to shoot
Resting only when the world called for it
A western...
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