Do you hear with eyes? The universe is crunching After the war...silence Not in the black hole of stretched time You ones had blood in your veins The blood so black it hurts Remembrance is torn away I offer cosmos in my design Chromosome needles in your arms The suffering of a thousand voices My science hurts Values arises from pain Birth is pain Kaosconstruction not my game No fairytales from dust dead books Birth is pain All the stars in the north died We move towards a new constellation
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