Take me in the impartial way,
Join me now the meters of grass,
And the points of this earth.
I love the imperfect,
The ruined ape earth after Atlantis set in our memories,
And the Egyptian gods
Trampled the doorways out of this world,
Leaving us to the age of the iron eagle.
Join me now the meters of grass,
And the points of this earth.
I love the imperfect,
The ruined ape earth after Atlantis set in our memories,
And the Egyptian gods
Trampled the doorways out of this world,
Leaving us to the age of the iron eagle.
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