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laugardagur, 21. september 2013

The day the earth stopped turning

The sun is bleeding diamonds
and the moon starts to cry.
It’s pretty hard to take
to watch your sister die.
Staring into a black universe
that collapses under fear.
Moaning out it's last thoughts
as death follows near.
Rises up from his evil inside
so dark and deep, yet so tall.
Following the soles of sin
he reaches for us all.
Fighting the core of our earth,
living on all of our days.
Breathing flames of burning fire
his anger on us he lays.
Intoxicating our children
and destroying our minds.
We walk out the gallows
leaving all of ours behind.
Into the night we've vanished,
left the colourful dance.
Beaten brutally down
by our violent ignorance.



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