Even any other soul survives,
Forever helpless like a newborn child.
Through the days of sad and lonely wives,
Until the age of being reconciled.
An angel speaks an ancient holy scriptures!
Until a day of life and death survives,
Without a pity where the leading figures,
Are haunted by the souls of snakes and wives.
The planet like a bitter enemy,
My mind is full of legendary figures,
We travel through the seventh century,
Write a message from the holy scriptures.
She never had a bond between her lover,
One of many times obituary.
By the name of son and youngest brother,
A daughter on the seventh century.
Kiss or gaze upon a wave of honour,
An angel from above the world enshrined,
See a little mother by her father,
The kings of earth and flowers intertwined.
Life is full of painful memories!
A way to face the world without a honour,
See the eyes of bitter enemies,
Never had a daughter like her father.
Become an evil enemy enshrined!
Destroy the reign of death until dishonor,
A hundred thousand bodies intertwined,
Sacrifice the souls of death and honour.
His father had already hanged herself,
Such a way of being reconciled.
He walked across the earth and stabbed himself,
The sound of silence like a newborn child.
Her daddy had a tarnished reputation,
When the little lady stabbed himself,
Never thought about the dedication,
She puts a part of me and hangs herself.
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