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The Knife Forest Families

Too far away from the city Some kids left on the road They said, "We had a communist in the family" I had to wear a mask Too far away from the city We

: Too far away from the city Some kids left on the road They said we have a communist in the family I had to wear a mask Too far away from the city

Too far away from the city Some kids left on the road They said we have a communist in the family I had to wear a mask Too far away from the city We

a name. And for everywhere you've got a map. But all the while you just sharpened your knife. Go and save this country, a lot of people wait. Help to prevent forest

And there were future reflections On the face and the hands On a green colored island On a primitive man It was the future reflected It felt familiar