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Show us the dawn of another world,
One that is without the sins of ours,
But with colours of souls together swirled,
And skin unbroken and without scars.
Show us the other worlds ocean,
One without the swirl of myrtle green,
But the flawless deep crystal blue,
And the haunting melody of the unseen.
Show us the other worlds mountains,
One without the rocky, jagged claws,
But with the clouds of the heavens,
And the bitter wind travelling without course.
Show us the other worlds sky,
One without the stain of sickness,
But the wings of creatures that fly,
And eyes of those gone in the darkness.
Show us the other worlds heart,
One without the struggle of greed,
But the purity of ones first start,
And the sweetness of those in need.
Show us the other worlds soul,
One that is without our atrocities,
But with flutes singing of things whole,
And the graves overrun with the lilies.
Show us the other worlds war,
One without the suffering and mercy,
But with the guiding light of a star,
And the paleness of the deathly.
Show us the sunset of another world,
One without the fires of the sun,
But his blood as we slowly twirled,
And the sound of his screams as he tried to run.