Three Brothers
Awakened each day with pain, sorrow and despair
People wishing for their own deaths
The time is dark the mood is bleak
Doom fills the air,
Waiting thru another day
Death shouts with a mighty voice, yet never closes grip
This fate is sealed, a fate much worse than death
For three brothers are overtaking the land
Pain, Sorrow and Despair
They will not end their reign
Until every hand and head is filled
With propaganda, lies, and fears
But you can overcome their words
And help to end the tears
Be kind in everything you do
And to everyone you meet
And the three brothers you shall never greet.
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