Dawn of initial unhappiness, holding
original birth of titles and names, planted is a tree in knowledge of bad and good: outside the norm and sane imagined realities.
In the beginnings sown telling of the Superiors, about a philosophy of what exactly exist: introduce to the earth existence host as time.
The start of pain through death,
arousing the anger of the Cyclops,
split the Titans to know our world: instructing the earth host and its inhabitant.
Abel and Cain implanted their sorrow, GOD, our Father endeavors, tear is for His missed glories.
Those fortunate reselected on earth for a second chance, God, the Son efforts, pain is for our cry of life within.
Our shout for more years and will to live, hung him upon a cross, GOD's Son (God) : killed by law an innocent man.
He was washed as sleep which never was, buried in a tomb inside a hill: ending the son of Adam, son of Abraham, and that of Isaac, the son of David, and the Son of GOD, the son of Mary.
A common simple man.
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