Uncreation by Uncreation
Burning feathers, broken wings
blinded eyes and spell bound skins.
Black faces, striking fists
broken chains around our wrists
Another night, they hear our yells
frigthend people and the sound of bells
Once we were, like no one heard,
Observers, no revengebird
Spread your wings
and start to fall
it comes the time
to end it all
Cause the time has come
To rise up high
Uncreation
Let them fly
Mute can scream
and blind can cry
I cannot hear but I hear the lie
Take a last look, behind your back
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