Child of the gods

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Child Of The Gods

 

I am the child of the gods

My rage burns hotter than the fires of hell

My love shines brighter than the sun

I carry the world on my shoulders

I wear the sun as a hat

I keep the universe in balance

I make earthquakes with my heavy steps

I make the rain with my tears

The wind howls when I scream

I draw the end near

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