The stains in the air
How can one hide and
pretend?
Everyone is talking
There is the elegant
silence
The jail bird singing
Knocking the steel doors
The echo rings in the air
Everyone is talking
There are many empty
spaces
It needs to be filled to
get the beat
It is no use keeping quiet
The warrior truth will
knock it down
The stains in the air
Everyone is talking
The jail bird singing
Knocking the steel doors
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