Metamorphosis
Times change, prayers change
For I grew u
But find out too late
I seek solitude
A bundle of enclosure
Weaker god's signal
Swords beat on my shield
Weaken by imperfection
The sword of god's word
For just one more time
We all want to find a trill
Just don't loose your grip
Moving up the steps
Rising up to the challenge
Achievement, check, done
Tranquil, peaceful morn'
Sunshine peeks through western breezes
I am truly free
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