A gruesome sight, our eyes behold:
The blood, the pain, the cries, the groan.
Such wars we’ve seen in times gone by,
It’s here, it’s now, it’s new, yet old.
The lake so still, the night so calm.
The stars, the moon, all shine so bright.
These too we’ve seen in times gone by.
They’re here, right now, they’re new, yet old.
The blood, the wars, the lake, the stars,
That which once was is that which is.
And what shall be afore has been.
For old is new and new so old.
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