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Your shadow
Let my tree be cut!
Its roots be pulled out!
Just plant your seed in my death!
I am worthy of the blow,
No longer to be counted as a son.
Write off with a painful ruber!
The enemy must be crushed into my heart....
Its roots be pulled out!
Just plant your seed in my death!
I am worthy of the blow,
No longer to be counted as a son.
Write off with a painful ruber!
The enemy must be crushed into my heart....
