Letra de A Tale Of Two Revolutions
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Your eyes reflect the fire that burns this city. The tall buildings reach for
air above the smoke. The sky will never clear. A trumpet sounds the
revolution. The streets are crowded with the expressionless armies. Straight from the
air above the smoke. The sky will never clear. A trumpet sounds the
revolution. The streets are crowded with the expressionless armies. Straight from the
mouths of corporations into their brain.
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