Look at this suffering
It has brought this nation to its knees
We cry out
Not sure who will answer us
Waiting still, our hopes disappear
As our bodies become bruised and broken
Looking for a way out
All we find is the fires of our doom
All our lies are broken and seen through
We crumble at your feet
Will you be our hero?
Or just another fake?
My hope is wearing thin
Im not sure how much longer I can carry this burden
I tried you see, to fight, to see you
But now all I can hope for is a hero
To turn this life around
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