Dead birds fall from the skyJust like the rain an October nightThe sun has stopped shiningNever again to spread its lightIf emotions still burnThey'll soon be brought to ashesJust like a withering flowerThey'll slowly fade awayThe place you've named paradiseWas burnt to ashes ages agoAn eternal landscape of ashes and dustThe end is here, face it and enjoy it
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