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Desolation

As far as the eye can see

The once busy cities

Now bathed in tranquillity

Decay is taking over

Soon only ruins remain

With the fall of man

The world can breathe again

Mankind dies

Yet the world keeps turning

We realize

That our world keeps turning

The ever-changing mass

The future becomes the past

What was once “our” land

Is now the Tomb of Man

For the first time

in a thousand years

The night is black

No light appears

Scattered bodies

Now decomposing

Or feeding others

In symbiosis

The Tomb of Man

The Tomb of Man