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The sound of a gun
Going off at every heart beat,
Tragedy knocking at every door,
With the life in his hands.

Burning bridges
They say to prevent invasions,
But we know the truth,
They want to control
And keep us imprisoned.

Targets acquainted,
False education and hope,
Lines dividing our lives,
Apartheid and the power to the norm,
People expendable,
Civilians sacrificed.

Can't keep awake,
The vision begins to fail,
A hundred thousand images
Ever hour before your eyes,
Cord around the throat,
Strangled and left behind,
No use for you when you're job is done,
Another number, another pawn.

A pawn, you're dead!
A pawn, you're dead!
Gun shots, you're dead!
Iron fist,
You're bleeding, you're dead!