A sea of tears
A gathering of all the fears
Flames burn down the trees
A dark shadow doesn't care who sees
Tower fall
The rubble starts to rain tall
Gray clouds coat the entire sky
All the humans start to die
Metal starts to erode
Everything will be taken out of code
Love will be destroyed
All able tactics will certainly be deployed
Sparks will hit the flesh
The meat is fresh
Wings will be singed
The shadow will be cringed
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