云忘了他们生地方的
和与凡人们在地上睡
等待太阳叫他回家
可是太阳决不上升,
雾决不离开
伪装真相
的血腥选票浇注了
从老口的
对坟墓幼的。
扭曲谛悼在
加厚迷雾
所有想要被遗忘的失落
现在的发掘。
Sovereign Mist
The clouds forgot their hallowed place.
And slept on the ground with mortals
Waiting for the sun to call them home
But the sun never rose
And the fog never left
Masquerading the truth
Of bloody ballots pouring
From the mouth of old
Unto the
graves of young.
Twisted truths grieve in
The thickening mist
All wanting the forgotten lost
And present exhumed.
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