Who could've thought it'd be so cold
Who could've guessed the case that took place
The air is thin and hard to breath
And yet they keep on quietly talking
As they walk on the hillside
And choose the highest peak
To make the first estimation
But the sight remains
Mute to their eyes
Someone to break the silence
To evacuate this area
Where nothing grows no more
No paperworks no fireworks
Just the weakest signs of life
Oh
Writer(s): Pasi Juho Viljanen, Julius Jããskelãinen, Mikko Ilari Viljakainen, Janne Westerlund, Pekka Jaaskelainen
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