One morning I will move along

one morning nothing will be found

No seagull, no man will be proud

I just went abound

I just go to f around

because I am not bound

to this pixelated ground

All is better, all is good

When a man is not a silent mute

Do you compute?

Are you lost, have you found your post

Are you a Ghost or a real man?

Your heart screaming deep in the petrified sand

Heaven and hell dancing to the sound of the bell

Real or not burn it all to the ground

All withers, all dies in a million shattered cries

Real or not burn it all to the ground

nobody must be found,

Not even one sound

Burn it all to the ground

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