The world keeps watch where its jewels are sleeping - under desert sands , its black heart`s beating the pulsing liquid earth - ours for the taking
But beyond the marked borders , beyond strategic lines the dust`s turning red , the wind`s carrying cries and all around the world the world closed its eyes A people without land fights for existence as opposing winds disperse all calls for assistance Will their annihilation be the price of our silence ? The only sounds heard are oil-hungry nations` blood-thirsty threats of immediate action should the hold on resources ever be threatened
their can be no excuses , no justification no heads turned away from their situation the price of our silence will be their annihilation ! Beyond the marked borders , beyond strategic lines the dust`s turning red , the wind`s carrying cries and all around the world the world closes its eyes.
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