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Killing Bigfoot

Whispering sounds of a crying family:
Where are you papa, mama?
Why you had to be taken instantly,
Killed to be famous for human drama?

The hunter doesn't fill bad or petty at all,
Just to be famous by killing a human-animal,
And where is the rights where is no soul?!
Our human being started to fall!

And the proud hunter, and the stupid crowd
Being worldwide seen wide and loud,
Instead of jailed or punished by death
For taken away that we never had.

Because the man needs war and selfish fight,
When fame the stake, non can be bright!
Now thousands waiting at the sights,
Oh God we need Jesus back
To make everything right!

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