Martyr [Archives:2005/897/Community]
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O Martyr
Great Spirit
Up I can't raise my neck
It is a matter of Respect
Sleep in peace
O Martyr Great Spirit you are!
Let not your soul return to
that miserable land whence you came
So, Sleep in peace over there
Freedom in an empty plate is a strike of disease!
The growth of red roses doesn't cease
Kleptomania
Imagine those who are illegal heirs
Of your glory and sacrifice
Disabled to nominate an occasion
of Martyr Day to celebrate
Maybe they suffer from aphasia
Silence is not always a smart wisdom!
Once we demonstrate our pain
we are accused by apraxia
Moving around, unable to know
which path is to decide better and sound
It is a case of ataxia
Just they whiff and claim a false victory gain
It can not be called a real happiness
It is a lesion of Euphoria
It is only a matter of shame
What is expected by whammy's hand?
A soul of evil and revenge
Just imagine when I feel thirsty
Always, my glass is empty
If it is found full, it becomes dirty
If we are starving hungry
Waiting for charity
Our flesh goes to be free as a tasty meal
For rabid dogs to treat and heal
At the end we receive a merciful amnesty!
How come! Angels Amazing appeal!
Do not regret
Only your soul is closer to Angel
Every year goes and comes
The light of heart you own made
the tide of dream smile proud
for the bright star that sleeps in the bed of night
But the tunnel nights are still alike
What though if it is dark?
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