From Ashes Rise

From Ashes Rise - Transfer lyrics

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Raging crowds of gunpoint stares in Palestine, 

where twelve year old hands throw capital offenses.

Blistering is the abrasion of land.

Sickening I this faceless division.

And we'll never know of they shit they call 'transfer'.
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Language: English

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