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JUPITER ONE lyrics : "The Witness"

Kyrie, kyrie eleison.
Kyrie, kyrie eleison.
Kyrie eleison.

Kyrie eleison.

I had a dream last night

The same old dream I've had every night since I was a child
There's a girl lost in the middle of an immense battlefield
There is fire and rage everywhere

She has a sword and a feather in her hands

Close your eyes, don't leave me here alone

Do you hear the angels crying
Helpless they're waiting for me in the dark


Come with me, there's no way out
I cannot escape the rage and the fire
I'm lost with a sword and a feather in my hands


I shall be the silent witness in the dark
The time has come, I can see Death walking all around


Now tell me why I'm here with a feather in my hand
Now tell me why I'm here with a sword in my hand

I'm cold inside, I am just a little girl in a game I don't understand
Don't leave me here alone


Now look at there, men in shining uniforms
Carrying their guns like a scepter of joy and glory
They fall with fear and madness in their eyes


Deep inside your heart, deep inside your mind
There is blood on this blade, there is blood on your face

Deep inside your heart, deep inside your mind
There is fear in your eyes, there is blood in your hands
Deep inside your heart, deep inside your soul

There is war outside and you don't even know why
There is no way out, there's nowhere to hide
Now's the time for you to get on your knees and pray


Look at them, there's madness in their eyes
And fear on their face, the fear for losing their lives


Randomly they shoot in the dark
Surrounded by the tears, the cries and the fire

While I'm lost with a sword and a feather in my hands

I shall be the silent witness in the dark

On the brink of tears, I can see Death walking all around

Now look at the suffering, listen to the cries

Too late for you to open their eyes
The core of the problem in there natures lies
There's war in their hearts, they don't even know why


Now tell of why I'm here with a feather in my hand
Now tell of why I'm here with a sword in my hand

Oh Mothers, how long will you have to cry
With your children dying in your arms?

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