As the coolness of the underworld peers up from hell,
Time knows no boundries,
Stars swarm through their spheres,
dead souls are beams of light soaring through space.
The brilliance of one ray of light tears the foggy atmosphere.
Clearness proceeds to be born. Air is massive
The moon wind glides through angel hair.
Peace is as boundless as space.
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