.Up on the hill we stand
Grey worn gowns, motionless
You can't see the faces, you can't see the eyes
All around the hill
As far as the sight can reach
The smoldering ruins
It smells like the incense and burning flesh
Each man kills the thing he loves
By each let this be heard<.>
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