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Petaling Jaya, Malaysia

Even if the morrow is barren of promises Nothing shall forestall my return My soul, corrupted by vengeance Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey In my own salvation And your eternal slumber The wind sails over the water’s surface Quietly, but surely To become the dew that quenches the land To spare the sands, the seas, the skies I offer thee this silent sacrifice.. ...........เม้นให้นะ...เม้นให้นะ ........เม้นให้นะ.........เม้นให้นะ .....เม้นให้นะ...............เม้นให้นะ ...เม้นให้นะ....................เม้นให้นะ