Faced by the winds of destructions core,
The fallen shed no tears
The ones who sacrificed themselves
The fallen shed no tears
The gain was won while lives we lost
The fallen shed no tears
A lone burnt star smolders in the dust
The fallen shed six million tears
A little tree blossoms, watered by the tears of the fallen
It's root still standing strong, thrust into the earth
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