In the world are many people.
But there are many corpses.
Everything saw one stepple.
Now are coming crowds of forces.
There is one crying man, he missed.
Before this flight, he was kissed
by her, now can't do it never again.
because she was in shattered plane.
I am crying with you, I'm in despair.
I want to help you, I don't know how.
I'm sniffing her smell in air.
Now this slope is as blood lough.
I want to help you, I don't know how.
I'll pray to God for their peace.
After this time, you will lift the brow,
After this time, your power will increase
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