Untilted
Open handed he reachs through open tides
then runs through winds of forest brides
he climbs to the top of the tallest tree
And wait for the sun god to reach for he
Alone on this island he still has his beat
This keeps him strong awaiting defeat
We gotta stop this child its just not meant
For his life time shrine is different
He wanders through nestled on a cloud
His spirit greet are only too proud
A burning flame brings down his dam
like the slaughter of a screaming lamb
as the sun god lifts him up to see
and awaken the dying society
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