Bitter funerals in silence held
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twelve coffins laid to earth
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To dust all human hope to wither
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The last rainbow warriors is dead
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Ours is the world of tragedy
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Ours is the world of grief
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For countless,
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gray days of dismay
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It's been snowing black ashes
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upon these devastated lands
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Dreadful are the storms
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that grind these mountains to sand
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Hear the voice of destruction
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as it screams through our souls
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With the vast storms it walks
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Proud destruction in human form
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"The last rainbow
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warrior is dead!
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Behold the rising
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of the furious dawn
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it's hollow black rays
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kill the colours
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and the meaning of life
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The last rainbow
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warrior is dead!
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The spring yields
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to winter neverending:"
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For silence will walk the earth
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the silence of the stars above
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a desolate world that snows under:
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into dreams endless enter
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city after city
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continent after continent
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The Last Rainbow Warrior Is Dead
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| Throes of Dawn |
