Anthem about the breed

Luna Field

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Awake fuss, gentle tone.
Oh my daughters, oh my sons.
Could you be by me to hear the wailing out and in?

Would have been proud of me - more than your disgust promised you.

You trapped , oh I´m pleasured. You trapped , oh what a stench.

Awaken, my captures! Let me be your proclaim promise!
Awaken, my captures! I am the only one who destroys me!

Depart from me ye cultivated!
Depart from me ye never thirstied!

So the pain comfort me farther
Isn´t it for me repugnant a blessing ?

Awaken, my captures, my weary dew and dim disfavour
Awaken, my captures, I am the only one who abuses me!

Depart from me ye cursed!
Depart from me ye never thirstied!