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Ending of All Endings

When the world comes down in your
Sleep- Its ringing out in your
Sleep. Its a silent song for you
To hear. It was you, everywhere
But here. It was you who paints
The day red. Mechanical anecdote,
I don't why, I see the setting
Sun. It will rise, it will rise.
But I knew, I knew, I knew. This
Is the end of everybody. It was
The ending of endings. You were
Lonely, I was calling out
Hallelujah - energy.