 written from Sun Tzu. Bless with the voice so we must be the one. Turn to the east and all praise the sun. Chamber might spin unorthodox again too. Slick to outfox, they can't box me in. Everything burned down with sun run through. Stupid, let me show you how we slice right through. Diamond is the edge that shimmer with the sparkle. Concrete rooted but stand like double barkle. Bark out now with it all bowed out.