Standing on the edge
I see the world lying in ruins
Billions of graves, without names - decorate our world
No memory lingers
In a sea of u200bu200bice and snow
Only cold lasts - only silence remains
Turned into myself
My conscience torments me
My eyes roam empty
The pale faces of the ruins
Without meaning Paths
I wander through the emptiness
Hundreds of tears will flow
No one will see them...
Irreversible â predictable
The world will take what belongs to it ¶rt
In the end everyone is the same!
Just dust...
In infinity...

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