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When the shadows from the stars fell.

Oh terror imbued our hearts.

Mother, your blood is spilt with mine.

Your dying breath smelt like iron.

Oh dreams,of land and beauty.

Oh woes, of reality.. and death.

Silent but mad were the laughs.

The prophet and the deaves arrived.

We float into the night.

To the Tower of silence.

We bleed through the night

Tower of death.

We bleed with the night.

Tears fell off the stars

They stare and they weep.

I lay awake, in the dark.

Mother is asleep, in the dark.

Till we unite in the sky.