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In silence they scream
 How needless they suffer
 Dying for the freedom
 But someone has to pay
 No one hears their agony
 The torture and abuse
 Simple human dignity
 Is lost in the fuse
 While the rest of the world
 Smiles in all its horror
 Crushing all of mankind
 For profit, greed and glory
 Will no one help those
 Who believe in compassion?
 This equality of life
 Is just not a fashion
 They hide in the shadows
 The torture goes on
 This permanent sadness
 They have to be strong
 They suffer in silence
 The fighting goes on
 This permanent sadness
 They have to be strong
 They won't be forgotten
 One day they will rise
 Eternal devotion
 Their souls will fly high
 This engraving cesspool
 Which man has devoured
 Is slowly getting to
 The very last hour
 In silence they scream
 How needless they suffer
 Dying for their freedom
 Like Christ's last supper