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uma tempestade está montando na maré
você ouve a chuva?
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
um com você
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
você está desobstruído
abaixo do helm do guerreiro

 



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