Whirlpool of Flames
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Whirlpool of Flames
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Go to sleep little city
The smiling yellow are smiling no more
Got to sleep little city
Your shadows are burned in the wall
So many dead so much pain
So many people in a whirlpool of flames
Crippled kids turned into crispy candies
Not even ashes remain
Burn little city burn
The triumph of allied your death
But your memory lives
A freakshow the size of a city
Still children with twisted limbs are born
To remind us of what happened
The day that they all went to sleep
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