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This wretched art of time

These wonders without soul

The end of all known values

Can you hear them?

My eyes - unblessed

Will watch your last crawl

Defaced and paralyzed

No one hears your call

Time is passing by

Bearing an orphan child

Unaware of old values

Can you see him?

This vision of mankind

Striding without face

Excessive greed, simplicity

Knowledge forced your fall

Without face

Your fall

Inversion

Complete rewind

In fire and oceans depths

Disaster strikes

As we sow our demise

A thoughtful appearance

All failing to receive

Fright

Barren, lonely

Torn, crying

Mother

Hidden image

Sought extraction

Three days of secrecy

Left his world unrestrained

Ten years and more to come

Isolated, solemn reign

An idle mercenary

Placed on an empty field

Reality foretold

All left beneath this shield

Our days are free of substance

In a limited pulse

All venture on my shadowed side

These words of angels wretched

Our schemes will forever fall

A deceiving well planned lie

Still, still standing tall