pain refused is still
all that it purports to be
echoes down tunnels
whom we shall torment
their call for harshest revenge
echoes down tunnels
what hells we unleash
the ululation so loud
echoes down tunnels
in tune with the fire
every shout of the victims
echoes down tunnels
no tourist resort
the cry of our new hero
echoes down tunnels
what we claim to tell
about the freedom we bear
echoes down tunnels
each soul that we sell
its final despairing wail
echoes down tunnels
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