anonymously yours v1

 anonymously yours v1
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a last radio call mourns a hero
the brazen ever alone

passing arctic voids
seeking the lost treasure
the codes of your mysterious ways
in the Samarian Hills
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meet old strangers and spies at a pit stop
a bit of advice for a stroke of luck
a fatal memory to live with

cakes of war divided amongst the victors
deadly cheers from the living
the dead missing the party
they get a plaque
secure the end, sign the treaty
my tragedy, a trashed journal
revived annually
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reverbs bounce off blush orange hill
north of badlands
where the hand of god is buried
exhausted losing battles with the demons
I could've helped,
but I have my own to forge
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I was a simple man
the hurt of being the last son
before you made a wish
to single-duel myself
to die for your cause

friendly cuts predict my exit
I can't be with you executing your wishes
I'm dead in the prelude phase
so, just have white flowers on my grave
on the red sands of Netanya beach
marked, anonymously yours
only you would know who I am.
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Jan 20, 2023
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lyrics & vocals: azdi404
music credit: Maternal Heart - Akira Yamaoka

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