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As flesh and blood kills itself

The past will keep itís place inside

The men who fear their daughterís rights

Whoíll kill to defend a misplaced pride



The city is a prison without walls

Built of tribal codes and honour crimes

You hear them plead for their lives

In the darker night, at home they die



He points the way her whole life

What chance is she to have

A sad reminder of years gone by

When traditions law slaps down itís hand



And it come to this, she is burnt alive

So that stupid men can feel wise

Itís a future fated in his image

For a little girl with her sisters eyes