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Earth void of life, no birds shall roam the skies

The sun chars all barren ground with its pitch-black eyes

The swans turn gray with ash, waters red with blood

On the shores I feel the remains of a stricken life in mud

Before my eyes unfolds a scenery of pain

Home of the black flies, of locusts, shut chains

A kingdom built to fall from the start of time

A world built around the necrosis of mind

Arise, my precious tides, stand proud and tall

Crumble down on the cliffs and sweep away it all

Wash all the ashes away, sweep aside the dust

Make way for a new time for all that's left is rust

Under the waves hides the rust, under the rust a new time

A new time rinsed with hope and ridden of bleak days

Thrown into the abyss, hurled into the cold stream

Swept away into the dreary tides

Arise, my precious tides, stand proud and tall

Crumble down on the cliffs and sweep away it all

Wash all the ashes away, sweep aside the dust

Make way for a new time for all that's left is rust