Текст песни Clark Anne - Red Sands, слова песни Clark Anne

Текст песни Clark Anne - Red Sands

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Blood on the sandBlood on the handsof a handful of madmanWhat a way to see the worldThrough the smeared window of a TV-ScreenTechnicolour assasinationsAssasinations that make me scared and afraidAfraid of the streets that breed malice and hatredThose with their heads bowed to the darknessThose who can`t see for the glave of the lightThose without strengthWho can`t raise hands yet alone gunsBecome prisoners of concienceThough not your concienceYou cheer and rejoice as life trickles awayThrough the outlets you give in the shape of a gunOur world is slipping quickly away

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Red Sands

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