Mörk Gryning - Our Urn

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The wheel is spinning on
And the spinners don’t know where the thread is going
A world to bleed and burn, to make it our urn…
And the children cried and begged for help
The children cried and no one bothered
But the children grew, and when they grew up
They raped and killed their own mother
The wheel is grinding the earth (Replacing soil with blood)
Who dares to challenge the curse?