Brought upon this winding world
The children brave whats once was hope, now a shrine.
They gave their all, and now they lied.
Stricken with fear, they still tried.
To love all, even if things collide.
Sing for them you wicked swine!
For all that you forget
will be your crime.
Rise now and take your line
you cannot refuse time.
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