irensChantingRejoice my childrenfor the great things that I haveabethodrigheous believers who yards countyRejoice my childrenfrom the grass for valiantwarriors and squire In this deadly landşangWe are all one,we are all one.We are all one,we are all one.You're not a human,but a godGod's will,whose will?You're not a human, but a godLifeis a cycleThere are strings and stringsLife is not real,the more false the heart,the more far-off it is from the path of life.Life is a cycle,there are longs and longs.Life is not real,the more false the heart,when I got lost in heavily rowdy streets and alleys.
