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Folded up flower,
soon to show your mane
with the sonorous sun
and to waltz with the wind
from ashes and dust you rose
from the germ of an idea
The bee's Pheonix
worth a billion tears.

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my love for you so is so great
that my soul floats among the clouds
in search for you
using the stars to navigate
like the sailors of old
searching for one special star
that diamond in the sky
you

empire

Your eyes burn a big furnace
that ignite the flame of patriotism
in a nation that is my mind
I surrender my empire to you
for you are the fuel of my heart
the oxygen of the fire
you are my queen,
my monarch
I worship your every word
and your every action
without you i am ash
and the empire is no more.