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artist statement
Water was
running; children were running
You were
running out of time
Under the mountain, a golden fountain
Were you praying at the Lares shrine?
But ohh, oh your city lies in dust, my friend
We found you
hiding, we found you lying
Choking on the dirt and sand
Your former glories and all the stories
Dragged and washed with eager hands
But ohh, oh your city lies in dust, my friend
Water was running;
children were running
We found you hiding, we found you lying
Water was running; children were running
We found you hiding, we found you lying
Ohh, oh your city lies in dust
Oh, your
city lies in dust, my friend
Hot and burning
in your nostrils
Pouring down your gaping mouth
Your molten bodies blanket of cinders
Caught in the throes .......
Ohh, oh your city lies in dust
Ohh oh your city lies in dust, my friend
-- siouxsie and the banshees
oment
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M
Before you were born,
the angel said:
"This is a planet of
dizzying, aching beauty and random cruelty and darkness. Sometimes
you can't tell one from the other.
Are you sure you want to do
this?"
--- ArtemisRat
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