Sinaya

Bath of memories

Sinaya
People influenced by chaos

Hostages of an empty mind
The order is to kill and I don't retreat
Political lies to keep the war
And millions don't come out of proverty

Tears, wars, deaths, fights, horns, lies
For a bath of memories
Tears, wars, deaths, fights, horns, lies

Memories were forgotten
Words were stolen
Each day a genocide
Children moved by crime

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