Abraham Impala — Museum

WILL YOU SURVIVE?

克里斯托弗·哥伦布[a]（/kəˈlʌmbəs/；[3] 生于 1451 年 8 月 25 日至 10 月 31 日，卒于 1506 年 5 月 20 日）是一位意大利[b] 探险家和航海家，他完成了四次由西班牙人赞助的横跨大西洋的航行西班牙的天主教君主，为欧洲对美洲的广泛探索和殖民开辟了道路。他的探险是已知的欧洲与加勒比、中美洲和南美洲的第一次接触。

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໑Ashtaar Sheraan ; Ivo A. Benda

？I have an angelic dream that one day, people will begin looking up to the East instead of the West, i.e., to the INCREASE OF LIGHT – the love and truth, thus to the path of THE ASCENSION TO THE HEAVENS.

？There is no force to stop this angelic dream, for THE LIGHT WINS AND THE LIGHT IS THE SOURCE OF LIFE given to us as a gift from THE PRIME CREATOR OF ALL AND EVERYTHING, WHO HAS BEEN FOR EONS EVERYWHERE AND IN EVERYTHING – THE ABSOLUTE LOVE, WISDOM, GOOD, TRUTH AND INTELLIGENCE.

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LYRIC POINT 𝅘𝅥𝅯  FAITH

Four Leaf,

Highway Eternity

Secret Sorrows

Suzukie - Harmony of silence

lyrics:

Damn, I don't fuck with demands
Glass beach, may get cut on the sand
Evil return, I do what I can
Conjure a beam from the palm of my hand
Why I fuck with angel dust
I don't need it, I don't need
Swishing my mind in the lean
Chopping and screwing the scene

I got the aid of a youkai
Green hair, know I'd win in a fight
But I know that her strength hypnagogic
Bet you she live for the longest
We come to a clan with the lasers
We arrive, know we throwing that shade
Return all that matter to earth
Pile it up, do not fuck with our worth
Talk to her, she ain't fond of the man
See they pollute, they degrading the land
They be ones I'm sworn to protect
Cannot just see them in jest
Have to restrict to a frame
"All of them, know they ain't the same"
Honestly, I be losing hope
i pray to god she just let it go  
She glare at me with them red eyes
Sadistic mind, why antagonize
She shifting the sliders, color changing
Tryna make my shit go misarranging
She see that she doesn't phase me
Too much power in me to be shaking
She back off, we just let it be
No apology, no guarantee
Notice them cuts on my wrists
"What kind of blade in your grip"
I scratched them shits with my fingernails
And that strength never making a blip
Refuse to answer, she ain't taking that
Clenching a fist, she ain't taking that
Missing my face, she ain't taking that
This shit depression, no faking that
Now I'm holding her hand in my grip
I disappear, time is seeming to skip
Cannot catch up to me in an instant
I wish I keep ending up missing
Now I'm holding her hand in my grip
I disappear, time is seeming to skip
Cannot catch up to me in an instant
I wish I keep ending up missing

WILL YOU SURVIVE?

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