Spiritual connections
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War torn Disfigured forms, Bloodshed Bodies of the dead Hands stained Blood on them Who takes the blame In the end Humanity All for the power and greed.
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This land our home Was stolen from us By vicious greedy, violent, thugs Who now where suits Where once was khaki Out from the shadows They still move darkly Through corridors of power Corridors of corruption Wealth is their real seduction. Now they sell off the forests Polluted our streams They’re ready to exploit And…