• Blood On Our Hands

    Music & lyrics by Tomás Batista translated by Ey@el

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    There is no land around
    Without God,
    Resulting from the work
    Of Nature.

    Words wrapped in silence,
    Gone quiet forever,
    Eroded within time,
    And dying in the dark.

    There's blood on the rocks
    That the sea will wash away.

    We spread misery
    To everyone,
    Unknowingly ruining
    That future of ours,
    Remainders of our humanity.

    There's blood on the rocks
    That the sea will wash away.

    © Tomás Batista, 2013

    Translated from Spanish by Ey@el
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