Through the earth, past heaven and sky

towards the shore where God's May lie.

From the world life's conquered

once more, I fly.

The world's concerns, while now seem small,

once towered high above us all.

When all things mattered,

before the Fall.

Into the breach, we went once more

now foe and ally lay on the shore.

Into hell, for peace


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