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I heard the high pitched keeningA sound of pain and fearSomeone unseen crying outA mourning call of lossI heard the cries past all hopeWhich sound through the nightScreams beyond your beliefChilled my blood to iceThirty years of fear and painDriven away from my own nationFinally the odds have changedTime has come for condemnationWait for me, I will returnSo very soon you will burnNow, where your end is nearHow does it feel to live in fear?I saw them badly injuredAll laid out on stretchersA lot of bloody bandagesWrapped around their bodiesI saw the refugeesLetras de cancionesWithout hope or without reliefThey were chased and huntedLooking lost and shell-shockedThirty years of fear and painDriven away from my own nationFinally the odds have changedTime has come for condemnationWait for me, I will returnSo very soon you will burnNow, where your end is nearHow does it feel to live in fear?[repeat] From Letras Mania