huge stone heads line the cliff face.
an ancient peoples only trace.
history is created and fallen again.
a civilisations hideous end.
is this a fate we all endure.
an imposing death without cure.
will everything created eventually fall?
hidden behind something newer, taller.
a city of millions becomes a deserted wasteland.
a lonely child with out stretched hands.
show me how i can save what we've got.
and i'll give my all 'til destruction is not...
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