Apocalyptic Visions (Part II)
And when sky will burn by fire of purple
and the earth will tremble under my feet
I won’t tell anything I will fly high driven on
the angel winds or I will fall straight to the dark abyss
I won’t tell anything… I will stay somewhere far, far…
where? Don’t ask for it man, fly and die!
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