It began as a rumor,
A distant rumbling in the east,
Then a trail of survivors
It began behind a veil of smoke,
Now it brightens my hollow nights
As it fills them with ashes
It began as a rumor,
A distant rumbling in the east,
Then a trail of survivors
It began behind a veil of smoke,
Now it brightens my hollow nights
As it fills them with ashes
Keeping the world immersed in stanza.
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