.This will make corpses of us all. The old world burns and drives the machine of war>
Now close your eyes and picture your last sunset. Sun has failed and moon is dead. With hearts entwined laid to rest. With slit throats now you see the joke of ever believing in me. Ill be the shoulder to .
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