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Even ignorant raving today

Slave will impose the thoughts

Be true to glory and memory

It is possible not to sin

Blood stained but inspired

Defines everything

Human nonsense wholly, will take away the land

Alone in the village

Lonely roots cry

I can't pour some water, I'll damage them

Hands shiver nevertheless

Senility absorbs light and fumes

The true will hand over the owner

Treasure of words hidden in a grave will share with the mortal

The word acquits you in thoughts

It will tempt and you're killing feelings

All is useless, and you'll understand

That you have to stand up, raise a flag