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A life well lived

Is time well spent

At least they say

The old ways

Cannot be changed

At least they say, so don't complain

Between earth and moon

The curse takes form

Contract signed with blood

Seals the fate

A glimpse of

Darkened skies

They are far away

Rumours of war

Famine and death

They are far away, so don't complain

Between earth and moon

The curse takes form

Contract signed with blood

Seals the fate

Our fate

On this land we live

On this land we die

Our fate is sealed

No help in sight

Between earth and moon

Ancient gods reside

Indifferent and bored

No one cries

No one cries