Harvesters Of Minds by Hunter
A man without a face stepped down among us
Awakening the hope in those who were doing badly
We, striken deaf from clapping,
Have been drinking the blood from his mouth
BECAUSE HE HAD A DREAM...
The mower without a face pointed at a new crop
A nation moved to tears collected a harvest of evil
He spoke that he see clearly how near the purpose is
Because he had a dream. A DREAM!
No one lost his hope - in silly words
Insane chant - emited from our mouth
The day was expected to come
And our new world as well
Our new world
Where the blood and tears will fade away like
Reminiscence...
Suddenly someone stood up quickly
Wanted to find in the sea of words
Strange sense of his faith
Has been given a looking-glass. HAD NO FACE!
Being shaken and terrified, THEN LEFT INTO THE DARK...
No one lost his hope - in silly words
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