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You wipe no tears
The children's head
Your thoughts is just to bring me death
I saw you enter
I saw you enter someone's room
I saw you enter
To bring us into kind of doom
A person bleeds
The body's so small to lead
Children standing 'round the scene
They never will
They bring us clean
They never will
They bring us clean
You look around
Look around, look around
Now hear they sing your song
A view up and down
Children standing 'round
No time can relieve the pain
The tears are lost in dreams
You wipe no tears
The children's head
Your thoughts is just to bring me death
I think the blood will make you feel
But the others you make them fear
A view up and down
Children standing 'round
No time can relieve the pain
The tears are lost in dreams
A view up and down
Children standing 'round
No time can relieve the pain
The tears are lost in dreams
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