Sun burnt through the ages of time,
Bones buried under the shadows of smoted ruins,
The foul stench of war is still in the air,
Bending space and time we are on the verge again,
Friends are only paranoid eyes left,
Foes what we devoured in time,
Seeing through this prism, this life splits,
We were men once,
The divine voice echoed back,
Good day and good bye.
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