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The Cloud

The distant bright crimson horizons
Fade away as the thick smoke rises
Soon after, the red moon follows
Through the dark cloud of no tomorrow

Now there's nothing to lose, and nothing to gain
I watch blood and fire fall like summer rain
Explosions and screams are the last things I hear
While the cloud consumes all, both far and near
Written by Faded865
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