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Paz
Encima e las razas
With these eyes
From cielos above us
You're so fast
To cut to the chase
You'll be last
To win in this lifeless race

No more war
No more resolutions
Solutions are drowning
In puddles of weakness
And it has never rained like this

Son cosas de hermanos
Me labo las manos
Tu sabes muy bien
Rise

Dos
Por dos en la fila
In this show
Of virus and fever
You can live
With nada but stress
You will burn
In all of your useless waste

No more war
No more resolutions
Solutions are drowning
In puddles of weakness
And it has never rained like this
No more war
There is no solution
Unconscience we're drowning
In puddles of weakness
And all this rain will never cease

No more war
No more death
Everyone's drowning
In puddles of weakness

Rise

No more war
No more resolutions
Solutions are drowning
In puddles of weakness
And it has never rained like this
No more war
There is no solution
Unconscience we're drowning
In puddles of weakness
And all this rain will never cease
Paz   Encima e las razas   With these eyes   From cielos above us   You're so fast   To cut to the chase   You'll be last   To win in this lifeless race      No more war   No more resolutions   Solutions are drowning   In puddles of weakness   And it has never rained like this      Son cosas de hermanos   Me labo las manos   Tu sabes muy bien   Rise      Dos   Por dos en la fila   In this show   Of virus and fever   You can live   With nada but stress   You will burn   In all of your useless waste      No more war   No more resolutions   Solutions are drowning   In puddles of weakness   And it has never rained like this   No more war   There is no solution   Unconscience we're drowning   In puddles of weakness   And all this rain will never cease      No more war   No more death   Everyone's drowning   In puddles of weakness      Rise      No more war   No more resolutions   Solutions are drowning   In puddles of weakness   And it has never rained like this   No more war   There is no solution   Unconscience we're drowning   In puddles of weakness   And all this rain will never cease
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