Ashes

When the lies never stop

When revolution becomes the puppet of the top

When your promised future is just lies and slop

We are left with not but ashes

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When the earth begins to groan and quake

When the fields continue to bake

When your very survival is at stake

We are left with not but ashes

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There is no method to the madness

Every choice laden with doom and sadness

When your children will never experience gladness

You are left with not but ashes

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No tears to be shed for me

When I am forced to fight and flee

All I wanted was to be free

And I am left with not but ashes

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