Rose gardens of our dear planet
Smashed and shattered
Birds and crickets are crying under the boot
The throne of God trembling
Mountains and deserts are screaming
Could you hear the sound?
Demons are dancing on the breasts
of dead mother
Kids are crying on the war streets
Eyes of God are full of tears.
Oh, sons of Adam
What are you doing now?
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