| From on the mountaintop and still beyond, walking in the clouds
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| Leaving the gods and men in disbelief watching
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| She spits her crooked tongue and evil eye upon the ground
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| Electric water raining on the
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| Your face, your beauty
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| Enthroned, malevolent grace
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| Reveal immaculate life
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| Behold, the mother
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| They come across the sands to bow to her and close their eyes
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| Full of uncertainty that they have been forsaken
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| A drop of electricity falls from her fingers
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| Only the mother could survive this
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| Your face, your beauty
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| Enthroned, malevolent grace
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| Reveal immaculate life
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| Behold, the mother |