Everyone dies the same way when they’re all under the same sun.

Me and you, we’ll both be under that sun someday.

And when that day arrives, as they all come in their droves,

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know this, a wheat field shall still remain.

Yes.

We shall yearn forevermore, as we dig upon the core.

Everyone dies the same way when they’re all under the same sun.

Consumed by a sight repeated thousands of times.

And when we finally break free of that spell, we shall know forevermore.

We shall dig upon the core. We shall dig upon the core