It is traveling man’s building
A guide to the faithful fathers past
Glorious to behold unexploited
The village masters umpire
Doesn’t really appreciate the difference
In trouble our expectations fall short
Never a friend to the dead
A friend indeed when it has been lost
Lost in the wilderness of Seoul but recoverable
A blind world sees through her vision and laughter
Smiles in the face of Seoul’s hopeless wonder
Work hopes for good work to excel
Optional effect foretold a world better
Hardly wounds and varies across generations
Empty dreams it fills without compliance
Whistles up our destination as we follow
A therapy of illusion uncontrolled
Evidence message experimental strength of her valley
As the holy mount of the holy Israel!
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