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A rainbow in the sun at the back,
When clarity and truth are behind.
Face to the darkness
They stand to battle,
Give themselves to untruth — they pay for betrayal.
For evil I will be judged,
Over myself I will weep,
I will lose my friends,
I will lose my kin.
A reliable rear —
Good and light.
That is why toward the luminaries
I am cordial.