When the flames of paradise

Shed their tears

And the broken lands

Finally give in

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And the wilderness 

Destroyed by greed

Night, Day

Its all the same

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The water runs dark

The Rivers, the lakes

Brown and oily

Full of dust

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So perhaps its time,

 To start again

Or at least,

 That's what Guardian said

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Brocken, deformed

Not as it used to be

No life is left

After the fires reign

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Now, the world is swept clean

Dust blows through the wind

Volcano's erupt 

Oceans teem

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The lands reform

They are rearranged

To hide the cities

Now destroyed

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The Guardian watches

In solitude

As the lands come together

And split apart

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And when the time comes, 

They create life once more

A single cell

But it grows

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Millenia Pass

A blink of the eye

And then, soon,

Life will rise

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