Future Shock: Prologue
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The sadness in your pale blue eyes:
The distance between you and I.
These sordid scenes of madness,
Deny the pure light of the Word:
That's hardly uttered nowadays
And thus remains widely unheard.
This empty world of surfaces,
Betrays the still heart of silence.
Its coldness kills warm embraces.
In the end it will replace us.
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