A Land
In a land where hearts were forsaken,
and the the feelings of solitude were already taken
To replace virtues that were forbidden
where the moon and sun were just a silver blazing,
and wake up the volcano of flaming
It's just a nice gaming
When our peace are waiting
Some black dealers for payment
Of my stolen statement of pacient
In the land of cold punishment
Oh lord i'm just a slave
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