Huang Ho

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We're in the happiest body of sea where we wish out our chants
Where people so many have lived off in the times of glory days
The icing on cake of the happiness that was earned all frozen
Head over heels to our heads that we hated through our stones

Now that they flew whether to Hades or Zeus, all has a story
Whatever choice they made in their bio, the divinity decides all
The diety himself will check all his records whatever he did
But therefore, the sage himself will not take judge of each heft

It's themselves if they want to repent and be reincarnated from dust
Or is it that, it's by their deeds or color they choose to drive on
Their fate lies on the hands of the Great Atlantia god they look upon
The Great Unknown these ants call from the Holy Mountain they ask to

Either King Yan does the judge or under him  or is it by the whole hell
Either does Shàng Tiān do this or under him to do all sorts of meddle
Yudi who is the gateway of all mortals shall ask him of their love ones
It is then to be decided for him to do all so to revive from the seabed

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