they were notes and some harmonics
that started a transformation to new world
a separate world where laws were different
a separate time where people were different
where sun shone for years and
moon lightened for thousand
that strike that made to bring the electricity
made us to forget the fucking gravity
and everyone flew, everyone knew
this was the best and the worst off course
made everyone cry
made everyone die
a heat that radiated
to all the dimensions
a light that pleasured all the stars
it was the strike of Artificial Guitar
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