Fredag 30 september

5. Election day

It was on election day
And they drew us away
All of this once was ours
But now just rotten flowers
Remains of election day

I went there with a friend
And learned  truth has an end
We gave voice to our misery
It rose to last for eternity
But faded away on election day

Divided and weak
Our souls they want to keep
Never we say
Be a fool on election day

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