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Atlantuya Atlantuya
You came you saw and you died
On the soil that you hardly recognize
Done to you by the very people you worked for
Thinking you were saved walking on the streets
The justice must be done
Yet the court is dragging into the tunnel
Only the sound of drawing drawers
And the silence creeping its walls
Will justice find its light?
Will there be reasons to die horribly?
What are the truths?
Money owed; money promised?
Justice wavers on its weight
Trying to balance trying to find a cure
The distance drums beating hard
Crying out loud for justice be done
Atlantuya
The BN leaders trying to forget
The people will try to push for the truth
So much money paid to connecting cronies
The truth must come out
When BN falls to the ground
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