It's all gone, it's lost, all that's left is the obliteration of our smoking ruins
And those flames that raged high to the sky and the moon and the stars
They were doused, as we hid away from reality, in subterranean shelters
Though we eventually came up to breathe, the atmosphere was charred
We choked on the toxicity of the fallout and the ire of our bile for awhile
As our world crumbled like delusional effigies, that were burnt to ashes
Now it's all gone and there's only the shuffling of feet through dead embers
And as the acid rain falls on our smoking ruins, only the pain is remembered
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