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Crawling from the wounds of creation
Do you feel the alive?
Do you feel the power
Coursing through your hollow shell?
Do you feel the light?
The golden memories constructed
From your own mind
Do you want to live?
In this barren world where
life is twisted and fallen thin?

Are you here to give?
Another chance to save
this world from eternal grim?

Rest your voices in the wind
The sky will carry on your
wishes and your sins

Beware the misidrected lies
Alas The Shepherdess awaits
To hear your cries
And through those times
Of regrettful altercations
There was a light that shone
through all those hopeless nights

And for their crimes
they will face annihilation
Though fate would find
this lonely Shepherdess alive

Crawling from the wounds of creation
Do you feel alive?
Have you defined yourself with
lines, and your coded vows?
Do you feel the light?
The constellations fill
the blackened sky with scars.

Do you want to live?

In the city of stolen dreams
of pavement and rusted steel

Are you here to give?

Another chance to save this
world from eternal grim?

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