Elegant machinery

Flag of truce

Elegant machinery
I see them marching down
With hate in their eyes
The sun is hiding
When darkness fills the skies
The boys are so young
But still they have to leave
I hear their president speaking
A whole nation he deceives

But i am not the one who cries

It's time to go
The other side is calling
It's time to leave
Everything behind

The wounds are growing
In a nation full of hate
No sight of solutions
In a deeply polluted state
Foreign leaders trying hard
To rule the game
But what can they do
When there is no-one to blame

But i am not the one who cries

It's time to go
The other side is calling
It's time to leave
Everything behind

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