I must be a Greek or ancient Egyptian
The way the gods have infiltrated me
They seem to be giving up on nature
Turning all their attention on us
Until the suspense is killing me
As they say the temporarily dead
Who have a way of scolding me
With just a smiling glance
In my general direction
Just knowing they are there
Is enough to calm me down
Just seeing they're returning
Their masterpiece undone
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