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We are burning
We are burning
Oh god the pain
My kingdom
Your kingdom
No light, just flame
Ashes around us
Cinders within
Embers are burning
And I, with him
We are burning
We are burning
Oh god the flames
We are burning
We are burning
**No love, just pain.
People walk over me
Like a beaten path
In a crumbling forest
And my branches do not shake
The winds do not stir
Nay, my weathered roots
Lay immobile at their feet
They walk all over me,
And I let them.

— The End —