Desolution
Your hard winds blow
Rusty gates abangin
And dark skies show
We knew you were acomin
Just a matter of time
Those fast days of liven
Days so sublime
Now you come to claim us
To put us away
A new start acomin
A new day your way
Your dark face now ashowin
Your winds screamin by
You did try to warn us
Now children huddle and cry
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