Dangers arise from the crypt of hate,
In the whole world is a goodness;
Safe people are describing me,
The jeopardy is never upon us.
May fish and animals of the land be led
Into a path so horrid, where dangers lurk
And safety hurts, to extinguish the fire
So longing in the belly of the fish.
Then danger is the leader of so many,
The leaders complain of so many faults.
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