September 1, 2011
By Anonymous

We move the water
it is a helpless child
out of hand tantrums,
it is a child
we will build the empire

The water moves us,
it claims its spot
it brings death
It will destroy the empire

We are the water, the water is us.
Through the throat,
in the sea
the biggest war.
nature is waiting;
waiting for souls
there is no empire

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