Rise Of The Underground Kings - Poem by Ruerd Visser
The underground kings will rise, as others will face their demise. They have had their share, now we dare them. We will take back what belongs to us: honour dignity and pride. And most of all the glory to simply be. Noone else is left to challenge us, for the others they fall down, in the abyss they had in mind for us. Now we stand at the edge, and watch them fall to the end. It's our beginning of a heartfelt yourney, across the world. Filled with honour, dignity and pride. O joy bestowed upon us, we will surely see the story of life unfold. We're in it right from the start, guided by the endless love of gaia, And in the celestial plane, the creator and his friends watch how we live to create the future. Hand in hand heaven and earth, give birth to a new era. After saying goodbye to the old one.
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