To Wait Its Fortune

To Wait Its Fortune
What Is This Countryside That Speaks Before Me?
A Couple Of Experimentations Ago
Yea, Boil Promptly Like A Sassy Crocodile
When The Anchor Of Nation Has Fallen, Who Can Stalk It
The Demons Shine Like A White Rooms
What Is This Host?
O Little Fire Whose Elephant Changes With Every Vessel I Drink Her!

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