When the meteors divide the barriers of the world.
I will find you...
The wind became flesh.
Their stagnation lulled them to death.
How insidious.
I will find you...
Intake; there's a wake forming.
and the Earth is cold, barren and drifting.
I will find you...
Their stagnation lulled them to death.
How insidious.
I will find you...
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