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A howling wind of nightmares |
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Howling through barren streets |
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Frozen in time |
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The city woke up - paralyzed |
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Where is the splendor? |
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All our ambitions decay |
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Among the ruins |
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Covered forever in dust |
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War |
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The sound of beating winds |
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Chaotic dreams asleep |
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As phantoms we answer |
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At war with reality |
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Where is the hunger? |
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With eyes of sadness it stares |
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The air it hangs dying |
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Dressed in the nightmares of old |
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Abandoned in panic - fortifications decayed |
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From our own indulgence - the golden age dead |
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War |
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The sound of beating winds |
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Chaotic dreams asleep |
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As phantoms we answer |
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At war with reality |
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As phantoms we answer |
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At war with reality |
