The trees shed their bright-coloured skin
I wade through their fiery scales
Worn cloth keeping these tired hands warm
As death shows its most beautiful form


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Watching the fire dancing in your eyes
Taking the life away from mine
Embrace the bleeding skies
Knowing the sun won't rise
this time


The world claws at the clouds with its hungry arms
Fighting back at the bitter wind
screaming through me
The man in the moon wears his scars with such grace
Looks down on us, naked fear on his face


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