Out here there are no stars No heroes to be sung This infinity has no smell This heaven has no hell THAT'S WHAT WE ARE- IMMACULATE GOD IS REACHING OUT FOR YOU- IMMACULATE Riding fast without the speed Sleeping deep beneath the sky Caring proudly for the shield You cant touch my being dressed in white Were only waiting for tomorrow Without the sins and all the sorrow Flawless until you crave the truth Guarding pride with skills of lying With the souls of anger made If you point the blade will fall
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