The tide is rising
Skies of lightning
Bones are burning
Souls are crying
Endless waves
Corrode the days
Burning flame
Destroys the greys
Black and white
And endless night
Distorted thoughts
Distorted sight
Count the days until its time
Remember what provokes the mind
Chaotic harmony intertwined















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“In the changing of the times, they were like autumn lightning, a thing out of season, an empty promise of rain that would fall unheeded on fields already bare.” -- Abe Shosaburo
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