No more copyright (9-10-2008) : willems piet
This is not my beautiful land ...
This is not my lovely country ...
No more
The people I see are
ugly
The voices I hear speak falsely
The minds are working to destroy
theyve stopped the beating of my hart
theyve stopped the soft speech of my voice
theyve stopped in me the endless joy
for this country now gone forever.
for this country lost in tears.
for this country filled with hate.
Stop your evil work of destruction
from the only thing that's still alive
The lost you have to deal with
was made by your own voracious brain
The work youre trying to accomplish
will remorseless cut your own throat
Leave us now your mind is hill
Leave us now please let us go.
Any more
This is not my beautiful land, his is not my lovely country, any more
The people I see are ugly and stopped my hart to beat for this country now gone forever
The voices I hear speak falsely and stopped my voice to speak for this country lost in tears
The minds are working to destroy and stopped the joy in me for this country filled with hate
Stop your evil work, stop the destruction from the only thing that still is hole
The lost you have to deal with is made by your own voracious brain
The work youre trying to accomplish will finally cut your own throat
Leave us now your mind is hill, let us now go our separate ways
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