The sound of explosions, the children awake The turn of the tide acts up, the ground it starts to quake A pile of dented steel, in fear I realize Behind the shuttle's windshield two evil shinig eyes...

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We were destined for failure she said, You can take what's left of this apartment, And throw it out with all your regrets. Well I'll take this vow of silence, Until these words cave in my chest,...