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Remains scattered from World War Three, Nuclear weaponry haunting. Billions reduced to thousands now. The screams of all burnt in a flash. Rounds of gunfire speak with malice To poison the population. Hundreds of countries are no more. Armageddon has come and gone. Blood rained from the sky and soaked all, The soldiers marching to their deaths. The near extinction of mankind From a clash of simple ideals. World War Three will be nuclear, World War Four will be sticks and stones. Set back centuries from that day… Technology overtook man. Scattered corpses Endless deserts No more logic All is lost now We took what we once ha

Times have changed And you're still here Following Come to my window Sing me a hymn So I fantasize Am I awake? Why is everything so gray? Living my life blindly It waits in coldness It hides in shadows I fall… The darkest wings Sweet black tune Breathe the madness Lucid in time Am I confused or have I become One with myself and one with my home One with the moon and one with the earth Why is everything left behind? As we rise from the ruins… Bring me back to the days When you held me In your warm embrace But no, it has ended, faded Far from your memory Exit to insanity Helix of energy The hole in the soul of me Bo

A static shock opens the mind Display the elemental quarrel; Fire fights with liquid essence The ethereal realms fade to black Ease out the flow of an astral vortex Sent by a shiver, clarifying contexts; Life itself pools in the palm of the hand Microcosmic within a grain of sand Experience the revolution Allowing the apprentice to Overshadow the master's work; Revive the mental evolution The same has been said as it was before- Arising from the ashes before the fall; Adapting the cycle to an upward spiral And thus a universe residing within another; The arrangement within the structure A transparent mechanical intelligence