fix me, it do not save me anyway
indeed my soul is freezing to the stone
stay strong and wait till breaking of the day
your heart's so crooked that it fragmented in my bones
i hope that ocean tide will soothe and ease my thoughts
i hear the dragonflies that dancing round the void
keep me in tune just to avoid the fearful odds
the land of gods behind us, friend, is look so self-destroyed
destroyer of worlds
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