And as the trees sway to and fro,
And as the harsh winds blow,
My shadowy heart stops beating,
With my last breath retreating,
I see the bleached skulls of those who've passed,
As the soldiers run past,
The world as we know it today has ended,
Which was on you my heart depended.
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