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Genocide
Destruction, death, and pain is what they are made to feel
Bodies building, fear rising and blood covering the ground
No fear of their actions surfacing after so long of being concealed
And for so long, they cried until they drowned
Unnecessary murder of thousands is the goal
Beautiful people taken before their time
Even praying to god, sometimes can't save your soul
And having to live in a world like this alone, is a crime
No one to turn to, not being able to call anything your "place"
Wondering when they might arrive
Because of your gender, religion, or even race
Hide and run and hopefully you'll make it out alive.
Bodies building, fear rising and blood covering the ground
No fear of their actions surfacing after so long of being concealed
And for so long, they cried until they drowned
Unnecessary murder of thousands is the goal
Beautiful people taken before their time
Even praying to god, sometimes can't save your soul
And having to live in a world like this alone, is a crime
No one to turn to, not being able to call anything your "place"
Wondering when they might arrive
Because of your gender, religion, or even race
Hide and run and hopefully you'll make it out alive.
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