Little humans
feeling strong
hoping
laughing
some doing wrong
little humans
running away
break in
fading
made of clay
little humans
acting strange
dominions fading but they won't change
gods turn
life lights burn
and high above
a thousend miles
god smiles
little humans
want to last
building
carving
but life and to fast
little humans
flesh and bone
searching fairing to be alone
gods turn
life lights burn
and high above
a thousend miles
god smiles

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