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Forlorn and ancient
land of old
Where man arose
with rage of wars

Where all the weak
were put aside
To death!
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Before any nation
known to man
There was a land
flooded with blood

A glacial seed
which fell on me
And brought me hope,
oh, specious hope

I had, to find
my way to go.
I couldn't stand
to be so foul.

I had to find,
a way to grow,
And live!
so I did
yes I...
My blindness fell
on my last field.
I would have died
if it wasn't for him

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