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You know nothing about me!
And care even less!
How could you understand,
Our emptiness?
You plundered our wisdom
Our knowledge, our wealth
In bleeding us dry, you long for our spirit
That you will never possess.
The past, is now another land
Far beyond my reach
Invaded by insidious
Foreign bodies, foreign speech
The timeless joys of childhood
Lie broken on the beach
The present is an empty space
Between the good and the bad
A moment leading nowhere
Too pointless to be sad
But time enough to lay to waste
Every certainty I had
The future is a barren world
From which I can't return
Both heartless and material
Its retched spoils not my return
Shining sun like an evil sun
As my childhood treasures burn
Shining like an evil sun
As my childhood treasures burn
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