The Future
Vomito Negro
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Why ask me why, how ask me how.
People walk, people talk.
People lie, people die.
Children pray, in the newborn sun.
A nuclear sun, a nuclear gun.
Walls are broken, roads are open.
The water pays, when the water takes.
The chain is broken, the future wide open.
The city cries, when the city dies.
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