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I listen to what happened todayThey say that you have passed awayI can't believe it, no, not youThis cannot ever be trueCorpse Killer, special forces, died today
All becomes silent,
as the graveyard is entered.
The dead make no sound,
so why should the living?
In the shadow of the tree he lays.
People I've never known,
that bring tears to another's eyes;
Fire is the only destructionThat leads to new life after death.Like the rebirth of a phoenix,Everything green rises from the ashesOf an already deceased object.Fire is the end,And the beginning,
When I was just a young girl, kindergarten perhaps.
I loved to be with my grandmother, As she sang during my naps.
There it is, you see it. THERE. There it is again. How did you not see it?!
How could no one have seen it..... comming?
Glaring at all of us with those eyes.
Eyes that reflect truth, life, reality, discovery, and.....
