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LOVOON
Black flesh on the slow waves on the sea
It's wonderful, we sigh and desire justice
We should help them, my dear, those sounds
But what mistery hides that green on the island
It is the voice of pain
There are human figures
They 're armed, they are coming here
And then….
Those voices, they are screaming
We can't help them at all
These are the times we are living
And we are numb
Forbidden justice for us, kind people
For them , black flesh
On the red waves of the sea
Their memory is gone with the wild sound of a
New unhappy sunrise
Those were the voices of pain
Those were human figures
And they are always going to…
To come back
Those voices, they are screaming
We can't help them at all
These are the times we are living
And we are numb
Those voices, they are screaming
We can't help them at all
These are the times we are living
And we are numb