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Metamorphosis

Sky's bright red with no morning sun Blood covers tears spilling from her mirrors Dark winds spiral in defiance of wanton love In Rainbow's heart a dagger lies await For the songs echoes in the chambers of No Shadows writhed in trees with shards of glass Look no more in blindness eyes For the Sky's hide in cloaked death stare Sun, oh Sun is burnt to ash With flaming seas as waves crashes ashore Get up! Get up! Morning's a slumber.

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