It's too vast to discuss
No dust, not even flies
It has covered and buried
Under the piles of worthless trashes
They spill it with dirt while shedding blood
It seemed a wild beast - chasing its prey, filling its feast
So it said today
We know it won't
They fear it'll rise to throne
And crash their wicked skull and bone
Its spring we're seeing in sight of inevitable longning
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