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Spiritual Shit
As the gods transcend from the depths of the Tartaros,
I see no evil, looking up to the golden skies.
The darkness, to be banished, is long gone, before I fall.
What place have the times gone to?
What time have we gone to?
If we knew, we would not be here.
I see no evil, looking up to the golden skies.
The darkness, to be banished, is long gone, before I fall.
What place have the times gone to?
What time have we gone to?
If we knew, we would not be here.
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