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Cracks, in the flow like leaves.

Silent «Mu» calls.

The creaky rusty world froze.

Darkening, the Earth flies and the birds,

Another moment, the bell ring,

Newspapers will sing,

The rusting world crumbles,

With black earth blood,

Through crakes flow in time,

Shooting and running, will fly.

Soldier blind sighted human tribe,

Will collapse like yours half – mask on the fly,

Mara will fly, only «Mu» will stay.