"All the clouds are cumuloft
walking in space
Oh my God, your skin is soft
I love your face
How dare they try to end this beauty?
How dare this beauty?
To keep us under foot
they bury us in soot
pretending it's a chore
to ship us off to war
in this dark we rediscover sensation
in this dark we rediscover sensation"
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