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Two souls

Over a hundred hills and thousand rivers

Roasting sparrow before the sunlight start to shine

Cliff crumbling forms a cave

Earthly attachment and lawless lands

Over powering the smell of iron

Then the scenery keep sliding 

A foreign country was born

Created the universe split in to earth and heaven

Heaven was with God and earth was born within evils

But in a distant valley there is a spear protected by a seal that tore the darkness and warded the evils

Invisible to the naked eye it allowed two souls to meet.