Gong The sound of bombs exploding Gong Guns being fired scars across my face Gong The Sound of trains stopping and starting Gong The refugees jumping on and off Gong The moment when the whole human race carries on And there's no longer a place in time for you Slowly fading away Mr Death appears Everything goes black Gong The end
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