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What if you are an island of sorrow?
Then I`ll be the raging sea
What if you are the region`s dreams?
Then I`ll be the storm, all where fire rages
Then you are loneliness,
Your name on the door,
Just like a diagnose for a venomous disease
Man is the cemetery for plundered life
All for none, the grand accusation
Your faced with your name, word and shield,
Your massacres
Man is the cemetery for plundered life
All for none, the grand accusation ...