Harness the sun.
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I have in my holster
A ball of light
Hold it tightly!
Burn every soul
All are cold,
The world is night.
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With the power of might
The sun at my side,
(Fearful fearful.)
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Infinite energy
I have in my holster
The sun of all light
The sun is stinging: I with it's might.
The power I weild is the power of light.
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It cries for revenge
But I'll not let it go further
I am the matter, the sun in my holster.
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Scream! Gutteral roar!
The cry of the nations!
The sun in my holster.
Power is power-
My frame unshaken!
In my holster- the infinite sun
The infinite God,
The sun of all suns.
Defense isn't needed
With the sun in my holster
The God I've succeeded, the sun will not smolder
The God I succeed:
The sun in my holster.