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In lines of a writ
I see my own value.
Volition of deities
is the thing I contest.
The sacred flame
is not what i am afraid of,
The dharma of priests
is the thing I detest.

My foretime is hidden
By sands of a desert,
The light of the white sun
Has cindered the truth.
The ether is crying,
It casts bloody tears.
Forever and ever
The things became smooth.

Come to you senses [you fool!]
You failed to understand, accept, comprehend!
Your faith is given to strengthen, to protect.
Never betray yourself, don't tempt fate.

Open your eyes,
You can't believe blindly.
Folks are so easy to
Manipulate.
The crowd is ready
To trust charlatans
Come to your senses
Or it will be late.

My burden is heavy,
My future is hidden.
I've started to fight
So I cannot withdraw.
I'm higher than winds,
I'm lower than waters.
You people lack backbones
That is your flaw.

Come to you senses [you fool!]
You failed to understand, accept, comprehend!
Your faith is given to strengthen, to protect.
Never betray yourself, don't tempt fate.

Come to you senses [you fool!]
You failed to understand, accept, comprehend!
Your faith is given to strengthen, to protect.
Never betray yourself, don't tempt fate.

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