Don't burn their dreamy world
You rather out my every point away
Oppressors brothers, and do that
Don't pierce my body in this way
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Don't burn their dreamy world You rather out my every point away Oppressors brothers, and do that Don't pierce my body in this way My innocent soul is getting pierced You rather kill me in that way You are killing hundred and hundred Here in this earth night and day.
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