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We are the fish before the waterfall
we are the insects inside the cage
We are the remainers of the rapids
the staff of the skull
the rush of power
the whale that swallows it
We are the oxen with five horns
we are the fiends that blow out the fire
the crying and shouts of children
Ah, we are
poisoned by the moonlight
Every time the sun and the moon touch each other
constantly changing its appearance to something new
If there's something that doesn't change
is my impotence
It's rotating
If desteny is made of gears
and we are the sand in between that is torn apart
there's nothing left to do but being powerless
I just want power
If I cannot protect by just extending my hand
I want a blade so I can reach in front of her
the power to crush destiny
Looks like a blade that is swung down
It's rotating
if they say destiny is gears
we are the reason for turning it
believing it doesn't connect, we go forth
Beyond the power of the matching gears
we are the insects inside the cage
We are the remainers of the rapids
the staff of the skull
the rush of power
the whale that swallows it
We are the oxen with five horns
we are the fiends that blow out the fire
the crying and shouts of children
Ah, we are
poisoned by the moonlight
Every time the sun and the moon touch each other
constantly changing its appearance to something new
If there's something that doesn't change
is my impotence
It's rotating
If desteny is made of gears
and we are the sand in between that is torn apart
there's nothing left to do but being powerless
I just want power
If I cannot protect by just extending my hand
I want a blade so I can reach in front of her
the power to crush destiny
Looks like a blade that is swung down
It's rotating
if they say destiny is gears
we are the reason for turning it
believing it doesn't connect, we go forth
Beyond the power of the matching gears
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