When will we get there?
When will it happen?
How many will die here?
No more space left for burden.
Sorrow in your eye's pain inside the heart's laden.
Why is this happening here?
Tell me the purpose.
Can't hear the voices anymore everywhere is silence.
Sometimes i get scared & say when will be my time.
Then I breath and close my eyes, I have God to lippen.
When will we get there?
When will it happen?
How many will die here?
No more space left for burden.
Where are the hopes going don't let them, grab them.
Let your tears fall, make them an ocean take these nightmares, drown them.
Give me you're hand you take another we are tandem.
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