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These sinister days reached the last chapter.

Look, a dark curtain is falling over the skies.

A cry of the seagull.

Drowned out by the roar.

You turn the page and close your eyes.

And the streets echo with the cries.

Soon washed away with all pain, hate and lies.

And there comes the wave,

Like leaves we're dancing around.

Listen to the upcoming sound.

The breakers engulfing the sky.

The haze of our being goes by.

Inhale and regret!

Just like falling stars we're fading....

We are only dust for the forces of nature.

The cognition we get

After arrogance and lust,

When everything we expected

To be endless and firm

Is falling to pieces, returning to dust.

Denying the unavoidable load.

When this hand's slowly closing

The gasping throat.

The waters close peacefully over us.

In sleep we're sinking down to the ground,

Hearing forever the sound of the seas.

And the streets echo with the cries,

Soon washed away with all pain, hate and lies.

Denying the unavoidable load.

When this hand's slowly closing

The gasping throat.