When all the trees are gone 
And all the water is blooded
When all the air is gone
And all the fire is burnt 
When all the land is ripped 
And all the fish are dead

You’ll realize you´ve killed your own mother.
That shall be the day your tears dried.
Your skull making the evil tired, you’ll get fired, 
from hell! 
Well done. 

Author_MargarethStewart

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