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Oh, what have we done? Is it true? Is everything gone? Why didn't we listen to you? This could have had a different end. I know. So look over your shoulder, now, and tell me what you see. Does it make you proud or do you have any regrets? Empty has this place become. Tortured spirits of yesterdays children are looking for a place to stay. I'm sorry. It's all over now. The thought of turning this around is nothing but an empty wish. So, look over your shoulder, now, and tell me what you see. Does it make you proud or do you have any regrets? (Thanks to Hangman's Guild for these lyrics) From Letras Mania