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Have you ever heard the sound of the reek?

Our paradise is drowning in it

inside and outside, thousands of sins

blood-painted sky and approaching eclipse

Towards the internal disease

end of slumber for you and me

these wounds will stay forever

eternally

Molecules contaminated with chaos

consuming themselves

in the endless circle of Ouroboros

Have you ever heard the silence at the end?

Our paradise has rotted and melted

the shadow grows

from east to west

black mark on the sky

crack in heaven’s line

expands across the horizon

while the constellations

send out dying light

How many of us will bleed

at the very end of our age?

Our freedom, our glory

our Kingdom shall fall

Corrupted molecules

infected thoughts

Fossilization of mind

symptoms worsen not long before our fall

During Phobos eclipse

we'll get down on our knees

the last rays of sunshine

will disappear

and we will fall