</>In the shinning light of the rising sun
In the gazing light of the setting moon
We shall stand before our dying day
To empower the life that was given
To which you had forgotten
To when you cared about me
To when you saw the rising of the sun
And the setting of the moon
To when you’ll die for all your lies
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