under the flag of kings‘ departure
quiet chariots of death
have stolen into your dreams
its pale horses of doom
have ignited this world of grey
and the man, once a beast of prey
now a weak pleading shadow
just a charred pile growing cold
of our wannabe progress - disarray
mission blue again
mother earth can
freely take a breath
evolutionary fault has gone
with no griefs
no passing bell
conceit of man
chained to disarray
but i don´t know why
and it´s clear we have failed
and it´s apparent that we´re over
but i don´t know why

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