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2016-8-8 19:50 编辑 <br /><br />Swans sing before they die
Their songs resound throughout the sky
And I drop a rose petal
down the sea of blood and tears
I keep praying
Why do you feel nothing?
Why do you injured age another?
Why? Aggressive culture of despotism
Why? You never win the cursed war
Glory
Dechine
Delusion
Arrogance
Silence
Anger
Silence
Madness
Now the fire has burnt out
And what is left is built of ice
This sounds like heaven
I vaguely hear a moan of pain
It's a solemn note
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