Dance still green grasses
Within without the hollow knights
Who rest on cloud thunderous night
And formless classes
Making a storm
Shivering at seeking wanton warm.

Hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah
Tattered flag waving aside
And your eaglets soaring down
As your rapture tarries cry,
Hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah
Green homeland lacking grasses.

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