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Here rises beyond the jagged horizon of sight
The sun, ablaze, in a mane of fire & roaring vibrant rays
Every breath a pulsing vivid light
Gazing upon the lands with peace
This people will never cease
We know the plot & its all you got
Your kids are empire, Ours’ are Ma`at
Our roar will echoes eons beyond your nuclear sins
We will carry hope upon the cosmic winds
And your royal debt will lead the way
To the very person who needs be slayed
Or, at least, left unpaid
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