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All but full moon
Trails of strength by virtue
Of the rising, art of doom
Increasing itself to the sky
The trust of time
Crisle of seven heavens
The gatekeeper guards entrances
All but full moon
Trails of strength by virtue
Of the rising, art of doom
Increasing itself to the sky
The trust of time
Crisle of seven heavens
The gatekeeper guards entrances