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The precious sight
A treasure as one of a kind
But if the stars are right
Day will soon be night

The ocean so clear
Hitting powerful sheer
And now
All the waves replaced by waste
On our shoulders it weighs
In denial the matter is faced

Trapped in the mud
Overflown by the flood
'Cause now
All ripped apart by a shadow of rage
Acts out of hate
All done by man's bad faith

The day will come
Where the blind running herd
Hit the goal line so lost
In total illusion
Of how we should live
Our eyes covered with frost
Where are you?
The waiting is fatal
Where are you?
It's fading away

Thousands of oaks
Spoke of ancient folks
And now
All the faces vanished in smoke
The roots left behind
As proof of the malicious mankind

The day will come
Where the blind running herd
Hit the goal line so lost
In total illusion
Of how we should live
Our eyes covered with frost
Where are you?
The waiting is fatal
Where are you?
It's fading away

The Dawn is alight
But on the horizon
No answers in sight
But if the stars are right
Day will soon be night

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