Now the rain comes, falls on the blackened ground, the ashes of our forefathers who tried to stop the sun, all their voices who called out within the dome, falls about their lost reigns uselessly as the flames go on
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Now the rain comes, falls on the blackened ground, the ashes of our forefathers who tried to stop the sun, all their voices who called out within the dome, falls about their lost reigns uselessly as the flames go on