These Grey Ornaments Of Your Apocalypse
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- Poisonous dust Draws on wet glass Grey ornaments They are transforming to A dreadful picture of an apocalypse Of your apocalypse And I see Terrible grimaces of lords of destruction Agony of creatures Burning in the crimson flame That is the future I do not want my own dreams To become the reality Cause all this simply seems to me I can’t predict what waits for us tomorrow But I want you to understand I can’t predict what waits for us tomorrow I can’t be silent when I see another’s pain Everything passed And the picture of reality is destroyed And I see Lifeless desert and the black line of horizon One more step One more sigh One more chance to try to rethink all
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