Have they felt the hunger too? / it's an old emptiness under the rug, / the rumbling of dust / facing off to brawl for the blackened land. / Have they seen the faces with their hanging skin, the yellowed teeth, the sun-bleached earth?
Have they felt the hunger too? / it's an old emptiness under the rug, / the rumbling of dust / facing off to brawl for the blackened land. / Have they seen the faces with their hanging skin, the yellowed teeth, the sun-bleached earth?
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