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Hurl my ancient cries into the sky!

Into the sky!

The arrows rain

On sorely needed sheafs of life

Under the red lines

Under the laws of Haelegen's wings and claws

Beating and grasping at

Hair that I pulled back

Plans that I made for yesterday's world

Before I knew the truth

Before I grew

My blood is broken

The sacs line up to take my life

Under the dead lights

Under the laws of Haelegеn's wings and claws

Flailing and clutching at

Hair that I grew back

Plans that I made when yеsterday's God

Controlled the facts