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Am I accustomed flying downward?
watched the vultures flew over my head,
no one comprehended my feeling,
I am the loser from the battle of my life,
did I told you my most divine secret,
my vulture friend?
I wonder if you will believe it,
from pitch darkness through endless mirage,
I am a discard looking for refuge,
I heared cobra rattling,
over the barren desert,
I woke up to the arctic wind,
a voice in my heart told me " keep going",
I was looking for the North Star,
and arranged my bearing,
sunrise dried my tears,
and the inner voice told me "keep going...".
watched the vultures flew over my head,
no one comprehended my feeling,
I am the loser from the battle of my life,
did I told you my most divine secret,
my vulture friend?
I wonder if you will believe it,
from pitch darkness through endless mirage,
I am a discard looking for refuge,
I heared cobra rattling,
over the barren desert,
I woke up to the arctic wind,
a voice in my heart told me " keep going",
I was looking for the North Star,
and arranged my bearing,
sunrise dried my tears,
and the inner voice told me "keep going...".