And I stand on shaking ground
The earth moves beneath my feet
And I shout: “forgive me”
But there’s no God listening
And these clouds surround us
Only black and greys I see
And we found, this time, on our weakness it will feed
Is this the end of the world?
I cannot bare to watch it burn
While we’re crawling in the dirt
Is this the end of it all?
Oh we used to stand so tall
I barely recognise us any more
I don’t believe in the things I cannot see
The sky is dark
They are coming for me
I shout “forgive me”
But these 识骨寻踪 are now too weak
And I try to speak but hope has been taken from me
Is this...
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