Death defied, gill-ed confine under seas.
Dažbog, our own god, it's our instinct, to seek.
To live is to die, to breath is to fall to your knees.
Solar deity, come on, please speak to me.
Abhorred are those who speak mention of the trees.
Lush green, memories, a blind mind, it'll die.
Lacerate the weak who speak their mind.
Birthright, under mass plight, our sun god, is gone.
Lives spent embracing burrowed sin, circumstances kill every kin.
Lives spent, in voyage deep, he entrusted thee, end of humanity.
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