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    This is the story of innocent men


    Who once wandered without a destination


    Until  their steps of an once long procession


    Came into this very same nation


    By Alexander their people were guided


    By the plateus of Zamo and Gunitas they were sustained


    By Pluto and his Knights they were fortified


    By the Theather and the Canary the nobles were entertained


    By the factories and diseases, these people who came were chained


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    Without any left promises


    They worked so hard until they were dead


    To later be put into the deepest holes


    Their bodies cold as the snow


    No one could explain how each head felt


    Before the hands of a crushed heft


    Stolen novel; please report.


    Now let me tell you where it all began


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    All of them were once children


    Orphans left along the way


    Their children shared of a same dream


    A dream to fly away


    Sail and never come back


    Concrete to fill in walls into cracks


    Their dreams slept brought them the loom


    To navigate and shared of the land of twin moons


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    Have you ever seen the sky?


    They ask and there''s no reply


    Adults are so occupied


    Living their double life


    At this time of the night


    All they can do is fight


    To achieve a minor  peace of mind


    That''s just their way of life


    Sustained by a pack of lies


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    Some got this job made of a love unrequited


    Life sits still only for we, the tired


    Some work hard on the factory


    To feed one''s mouth with an entire granary


    Some lay easily on the layers of a near sidewalk


    Listening to the holy monk wearing a frock


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    Thought to be undead


    Cut finely haze of burning cigarette


    Bring some of us into same ashes


    However, why can''t some die just yet?


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    Had we been aware


    While we sit in the chair


    The eyes of the throne


    Seem so prone


    Watching into the unrest


    No shard of mirror into himself


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    Dear Alexander


    Can''t stand the disorder


    Never had been a lurker


    For those who deceive


    Maybe he can hear us plead


    Each murmur of our prayers


    To finish this warfare


    Before we can bear the heart attack


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    Am I sleeping?


    It can happen with we, the tired


    Am I dead?


    It already happened


    My body can''t reach heaven


    I can''t go further


    I''m just a fellow worker