Wide is the land distance is flicker
Steps who where nigh now getting thicker
Drizzling down forming paths down the spine
Have to move on or our future declines

You are not to be messed with oh sola my dear
We all crumble and fall as we screaming in fear
Your rays travel far and without any stop
Preparing to fail cause there is nothing to block

If now sitting with a drink in the hand
A fine book mildly smiling feet in the sand
You don’t seem as scary as all people say
Imagine this scene I would never betray


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