Life's full of anger, life's full of pain,
Like Black September, like acid rain.
But i stay strong, i hold the rushes,
I can last long, till evil crushes.
Can we survive, I ask myself,
I am still alive, but there's no help.
I am surrounded by loads of foes,
And they are bounding from any holes.
Somebody is yelling: I'm hit, I'm hit.
He'll soon be praying and die in heat...
Time passed, its over, few remember,
How people fought for love and tender.
At war
© Copyright: Диман Титов, 2008
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