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By Those Who Rest

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This war will never end, in my eyes -
I will always hold to the blood, in my cries -

It will rage on as if my life means nothing
A breath of fresh air is hard to believe in anymore,
I wish to just sit and play and listen to singing-
Made by those that rested on shores,

I just want to look into the mirror and not see any scars,
Know when I laugh it's in joyous times
See my Father and Mother and always know who they are,

It will rage on as if my life were a crime,
A breath of fresh air is hard to believe in anymore
And I know when I laugh it's not in a joyous time,

It rages on as if my life means nothing
I wish to just sit and play and listen to the singing
A breath of fresh air is hard to believe in anymore
Made by those who rest in the waves on the shore.

I will always hold to the blood, in my cries -
This war will never end, in my eyes -

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