Millions of falling stars
Born under the sign of mars
So beautiful against a black night sky
The spectrum of colours let fly
But these lights will only bring death
For those who lay underneath
See them streak past high above
Bring vengeance and never love
Yet fools hide their head in the sand
Believe victory is always at hand
Make your wish before its too late
Is it peace or shall it be hate
Children cry but they have no choice
For satan is deaf to their voice
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