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"We're Born Alone And We Must Face Death Alone Everyone must die Whether in pain or at peace Destruction and demise What a charming view Sufeer your salvation Enjoy my scornful pain Take a look at these haunted horizons Enflamed, enraged, disgusting In their beauty Aren't you fascinated? Scared to death almost dead Though fascinated Withering yet in hope The prophecy had not been fulfilled The spell had no been cast It's only life which suddenly ceased To exit finally and at last The mushroom clouds we avoked Sunset's and sundown's play with colors Of tremendous origin The plague we brought onto ourselves Engarved into a sullen sleep For a thousand of ages To awake and dream of a better living To cease and be avaken " |
