Rage of the Orientals lyrics by Sad Theory. Forecasting the eastern rage, dust from the ground raises like black cloud covering the horizon line. An...
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Forecasting the eastern rage,
dust from the ground raises like black cloud
covering the horizon line.
An earthquake pushes dropping dry leaves around me.
A crowd without a name!
Chaos! Voices!,
those who had never seen each other before,
Eyes, Steps.
those who do not know each other,
Chaos! Voices! (Victor Hugo in Feuilles d'Automne)
Those are in a desperate union of destiny: the will to survive
And I wanted to survive!
The truth came with the first relieved breath of outcast.
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