God gets back his white cubic stone,
His gem, that only he will own,
Such magic is only his, you see,
So hurry up and get my gem back to me...
The thief that has such a thing
Knows he has been caught,
He and his family, and their friends
Will give back to God his magic,
Or very soon they will end.
Satisfying
Satisfying
Satisfying
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