I am ready to fight
With the king-in-waiting.
I am ready to drive
In the midst of the clouds.
I am everything as you know
Including the cosmos-body.
Let me bid at this noon
And say I am the winner.
I am going to fight
But in a righteous war.
When a war is righteous
Who is there to decide.
I am confused, clear, though,
You are coming with the ruined.
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