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ТвойПупсик27 21 NOV 2023 a las 11:08 p. m. 
Wash away the anger
Here I stand beneath the warm and soothing rain
The droplets falling gently down on the terrain
Wash away the sorrow all the stains of time
But there’s no memory it’s only dry inside

In the mud and sinking deeper
Into a peaceful life

And it will come like a flood of pain
Pouring down on me
And it will not let up
Until the end is here
And it will come through the darkest day
In my final hour
And it will never rest until the clouds are clear
Until it finds my dreams have disappeared

My dreams disappear
ТвойПупсик27 21 NOV 2023 a las 11:08 p. m. 
The hot wind blowing
Jagged lines across the sand
The crumbling buildings
In our minds are all that stand

Just like the buffalo
Blindly following the herd
We try to justify
All the things that have occurred

I know what I’ve been told
But the wishes of the people can’t be controlled
I know what I’ve been told
But the wishes of the people can’t be controlled

Heat of the desert
Dust settles on my face
Without a compass
The soldier knows no disgrace

Out of the ashes
The eagle rises still
Freedom is calling
To all men who bend their will

Here I am
Dirty and faceless
Waiting to heed your instruction

On my own
Invisible warrior
I am a wind of destruction

All men who bend their will

We fight for justice
In a forgotten place
Fulfill our duty
Then vanish without a trace

Don’t need a medal
For all the men we kill
Freedom is calling
To all men who bend their will

Wind of destruction
ТвойПупсик27 21 NOV 2023 a las 11:07 p. m. 
Memories broken, the truth goes unspoken
I've even forgotten my name
I don't know the season or what is the reason
I'm standing here holding my blade
A desolate place (place)
Without any trace (trace)
It's only the cold wind I feel
It's me that I spite as I stand up and fight
The only thing I know for real
There will be blood (blood) shed (shed)
The man in the mirror nods his head
The only one (one) left (left)
Will ride upon the dragon's back
Because the mountains don't give back what they take
Oh no, there will be blood (blood) shed (shed)
It's the only thing I've ever known
Losing my identity
Wondering, "Have I gone insane?"
To find the truth in front of me I must climb this mountain range
Looking downward from this deadly height and never realizing why I fight