Release

Life is closed today,

Why stay alone.

Why are they like insects today,

Regardless of the fall.

Today everyone is far from near,

As if after a hundred light years.

Like those stars in Timtim

As the birds of light are running!

Hundreds of people are dying,

Whose profit is what?

Own land,

The clashes are not stopping.

All running to death,

Disturbing the day and night!

Death is like a new game,

The fair is sitting every day!

Death is the way of salvation,

So swear to be released!

Together at the gates of death,

I will be swept away in the tide of liberation.

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