Ride Still
He who rides through dusk Must be consumed, in the mist He who brings his child Be called a murderer
The king taketh thee The hour must come Offering thy blood, thy flesh Your juice must clut
Old willow standing still Withstood all times You study hard, feel the thrill Can never learn, whatever you will
Energy you are Sustainable star Float back to mother mass Remain the same
Individu…
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