Oct 2015
Let the sky fall
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
Let the winds blow
To create a hollow row
We will act as a crater
And furnish the catastrophic slayer
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
Let the winds blow
To create a hollow row
We will act as a crater
And furnish the catastrophic slayer
(India)
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