terça-feira, 10 de agosto de 2010

We're born to die.

We have to kill our enemies.
We have to kill all your country.
We have to kill your father and uncles.
We a destroyer nation.
We have to kill
But we don't want it.
We want to play and be safe.
We want to become butterflies.
And fly away
And fly away
And fly away.
To another place.
We've to die.
And so, you get your award.
We want to be free.
We want to smell the scent of flowers.
Have a normal life.
Enjoy the time, be a child.

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