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Solitude Colletive's Train

Saint Spirit

A girl becomes pregnant
By the boss of his parents
An imperative little boy
Left handed

One secluded and quiet guy
One poor woman raped by
An illustrious citizen
A misfit behavior

Pushed on the precipice
Victims of prejudice
Beforehand convicted
With no proof

Being different is their crime
Rails will be the end of the line
Death will be a matter of time
A journey with no return

No return

The colony waits for us
There is no hope to return