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Stained in time,
Artificial frost,
A dead, cold image of dilapidation.
Burned to death,
In the heat of the nuclear winter
Nothing is still alive
Eternal grey scales,
Sulphuric rain,
In the dark midwinter night.
Life burned to death,
In the radioactive winter outside.
The world dies,
In it's own rebirth.
A vast frost apocalypse,
Is all that remains.
Every breath you draw,
Is a sickness,
Killing you,
Little by little
The sun is gone,
Night time is eternal
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