Duncan Dhu
Miscellaneous
Supernova
In the depths of the prison
Two hundred arms, they rule the workshop
The machinery is ready to burn.
Supernova.
Coming out of the portal into full light
That pretty colored girl
It was just another Sunday when it happened.
Supernova.
Today the screams of war
Today the same ones will come as yesterday
Who have nothing more to lose.
In a house yesterday it was discovered
A dead body under the wall
His The bomb itself was the one that exploded.
Supernova.
Where will the guardian eyes go?
They will not be able to get out or escape
Move away something may explode.
Uhh. .. hot iron
Uhh... hot looks
Uhh... run and hide.
Supernova.

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