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UnchangedSolar systems turn around the axis of their own...Mountains settle to the oceans, waves just flow and flow... Desert plains of death keep glowing, seas of sand keep burning hot ....but you can still hear the cracks of whip tearing flesh and splashing blood... Plough of time cleaves furrows Wooden crosses decay... Those haunting cracks tear the silence... On sleepless nights I stagger on my left-hand insomnia-lane New moon rises on the skyline, the newborn goes astray Magma spurts out from the abyss, Sun belches golden rays Desert plains of death keep glowing, seas of sand keep burning hot ....but you can still hear the cracks of whip tearing flesh and splashing blood... Plough of time cleaves furrows Wooden crosses decay... Those haunting cracks tear the silence... On sleepless nights I stagger on my left-hand insomnia-lane |