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All shall rise and praise the beauty of this mighty moon
The bringer of silence among the deceiving rulers and carriers of stupidity

For us it shines, it sheds its grace over our minds
For us it shines, it shows the inhumane form of man

Mythical taste of clarity
Blessing the dead lands
Prevailing over the centuries
Of unfair decay

And then we march with no more weep
Through the haze and pain of the ancient fools
Weak postures defeated by reason and the light of moon

For us it shines, it sheds its grace over our minds
For us it shines, it shows the inhumane form of man
For us it shines, it sheds its grace over our minds
For us it shines, it shows the inhumane form of man

Empty beings of inglorious disdain
Now far from our beloved land

Never to arise again
No more deceiving and bizarre claims

For us it shines, it sheds its grace over our minds
For us it shines, it shows the inhumane form of man
For us it shines, it sheds its grace over our minds
For us it shines, it shows the inhumane form of man

Mythical taste of clarity
Blessing the dead lands
Prevailing over the centuries
Of unfair decay

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