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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2005-05-09 | [Acest text ar trebui citit în english] | My world was dim as dark as coal Being bum that is as low as dirt Hangs me lifeless over the earth I am the creature that has nothing Even a pride to uplift my self. God is merciful so he destined me To have an upbringing destination Acquiring soul that unlocks all Secrets revealed with knowledge I conquered and ventured the cosmos. I fought with the immortal foes And raged with the burning relics Gaining power is nice like freedom Giving you spaces to fit in all Superior pride has taken my soul. God is good so he bounded me By taking all the means in me Because I surprisingly boosted up I made an impact that creates chasm Suppressing tremor that is awakening.
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