Regardless how you see the spin,
On the Axis we're all in,
Going where we've never been,
Our path is not quite clear.
Soon time will be wearing thin,
Gather up your loving kin,
Those willing to wait for HIM,
Our path is not quite clear.
It's not our choice to Bet the Shin,
They will battle evil twin,
Last time seen in West Berlin,
Our path is not quite clear.
Too late to turn the tail fin,
Interaction of Yang and Yin,
Early erosion will begin,
Our path is not quite clear.
Heedless who scores the win,
Only those free from sin,
Might have a chance again,
Our path is not quite clear.
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