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Mía

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Mia

Delivered by night to a foreign jungle
Fighting a war you don't understand
Intense, it's kill or be killed
Who are you fighting for?
Scared, your mind is in shock
This is no drill, the threat is for real
Run, there's nowhere to hide
You're better off dead than captured alive
Ambushed at night, a bloody massacre
You're still alive, the lucky ones died
Intense is the pain of our wounds
Who were you fighting against?
You won't be living for the rest of your life
Missing in action, say goodbye to your wife
You've got chains on for the rest of your life
You keep hoping for rescue but they'll never arrive
As years go by
Thoughts of escape have left your mind
You've come to accept your sentence
Of life in this prison of vines
Don't think of home
It only makes it that much worse
They torture flesh
But it's your mind that really hurts

Mía

Entregado por la noche a una jungla extranjera
Luchando una guerra que no comprendes
Intenso, es matar o morir
¿Por quién estás luchando?
Asustado, tu mente está en shock
Esto no es un simulacro, la amenaza es real
Corre, no hay donde esconderse
Es mejor estar muerto que capturado vivo
Emboscado en la noche, una masacre sangrienta
Todavía estás vivo, los afortunados murieron
Intenso es el dolor de nuestras heridas
¿Contra quién estabas luchando?
No vivirás el resto de tu vida
Desaparecido en combate, despídete de tu esposa
Tienes cadenas por el resto de tu vida
Sigues esperando rescate pero nunca llegarán
A medida que pasan los años
Los pensamientos de escape han abandonado tu mente
Has llegado a aceptar tu sentencia
De vida en esta prisión de enredaderas
No pienses en casa
Solo empeora las cosas
Torturan la carne
Pero es tu mente la que realmente duele

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