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babylonia: dark red blood flows from the wounded soldier her screams fill streets but no one heeds her cries she thinks of her child and becomes bolder her family begged "don't believe their lies" dark red blood fills the streets, soaking the earth how much more has to be shed in this land her natives revere their own land of birth far away from this place of blood and sand BUT the dark red blood is not the only sin that has been spilt by soldiers and traitors mother lie above them all, "we can win" both sides use black blood as their true baiter war in the name of religion and oil will only serve to make a god's blood boil dark red blood flows from the wounded soldier her screams fill streets but no one heeds her cries white robes race toward her, being bolder 'fore the other soldiers can make their tries her screams fill her lungs as tears trace her cheek pain surges through her body and soul as fear hard to fight back when her body is weak her superiors said "stay in the rear" BUT to kill or rape her isn't their goal with deft hands, the women bandage her hole where bullets and shrapnel search for her soul for they know their lives depend on her role when all work together, then people win truth be told: freedom must come from within |
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