I can’t believe how fiery she was
Burning with rage, I’ve never seen her like that
Flames ate at her waist, rising up from hell itself
Her own hell, where blood floods like rain
And children cower in tree trunks
Where men rampage with rifles
There’s no where to take cover
And there never was
Burning with rage, I’ve never seen her like that
Flames ate at her waist, rising up from hell itself
Her own hell, where blood floods like rain
And children cower in tree trunks
Where men rampage with rifles
There’s no where to take cover
And there never was
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