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Pulses are rising, creatures are dying Hollywood can't paint these skies Stenches that linger as Death licks his fingers Invoking the floods and the fires Somewhere the sky is beautiful and forgiving Where are the days before she came to the cleansing? Evacuations, Earths desecration reverting to bedlam by night Nature reveals changes oh so surreal How we've taken for granted this life Somewhere the sky is beautiful and forgiving Where are the days before she came to the cleansing? In the pool of destruction Swimming with a hungry shark where the bodies litter the shore Danger cuts across the fields Leaving mounds of of debris so torn Souring the path of all I fear the wrath of the woman scorned All have seen her Deaths dealer Flushing all peace away From Letras Mania