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Blood trickles on the ground
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Landfills, graveyards
Are full and clogged up madhouses
Hands clenching into fists have
Created a/the(?) power-thirsty human
We have subjucated the poors
And then drank cognacs on top of it
The money into the briefcase, the soldiers into coffins
This is what happens here when God is nowhere to be seen
I write us into this
I immortalize divinity
When God's blood trickles on the ground
I don't know our faces
I don't answer for oir deeds
God's blood trickles on the ground
The land/world has been tied up in reins
The devil's voice echoes over all
It rises up into the heavens
They do hear it there(?)
God can't handle/do it /God is too tired, he's seen before
How they/we(?) have made the grade with explanations
Only you make me believe
We uphold life
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Преводи на „Veri valuu maahan“
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Literal translation.
I'm not sure of the part about human refers to humanity collectively