We Ascend
From the flaming tounges that tickle our bottoms,
the raging hell of the underworld,
the society of the overworked,
we ascend!
Breathing the life soothing through nostrils to breath
The unpolluted air, inching upwards through
desire
satisfaction
selfishness
happyness.
Rise into the Days of freedom
The chains of slavery released
per un momento
Ascention!
Rise child, rise!
the raging hell of the underworld,
the society of the overworked,
we ascend!
Breathing the life soothing through nostrils to breath
The unpolluted air, inching upwards through
desire
satisfaction
selfishness
happyness.
Rise into the Days of freedom
The chains of slavery released
per un momento
Ascention!
Rise child, rise!

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