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So the sounds
from the heart
Around away
as the deaf ears tears it apart
over and over again

And there comes the grey rain

As the beauty of the world
becomes the duty
of the cold

Ripping down the white flag
from the pole of submission

For the revelation shall God undress
us from the sins of universe

as the solid ground grows nothing
in the hearts of all
even red appears as black as night
shall the demons bury us all in the multiple
shadows of Satan

Modus
in apex cordis

inside me
inside you

flaming
the pain
of the world

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