Waiting for the silence of the day No wait the night light sky Sitting patiently Dreaming of some new horizon Deep into the eyes of the river The land speaks of plagues And as I cry And as I sadly pass on I still sometimes wonder What is it we are to do The blood fills the streams The fish fill the bellies Of the fat men of politics And as I cry And as I feel remorse I am a deep thought inside the dark Waiting My dear departed dead world Oh how I mourn thee O' the desolate The demon seeds We've planted all And as I die Slowly dying Then I find The death of destructionBirth sign: Aries
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