Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
You take what you give and give what you take.
You are thanked with pain and unrestrained malice.
Your body pale and dull. Your kingdom of gray buildings.
Your refuge surrounded by human hands.
Almost crushed by the self-planted seeds that sprouted too quickly.
The reaper with the antlers is coming towards us,
to take back what we destroyed!

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