Pride goes before a fall
The high shoulders ride
Will only cause to ruin
There is nothing in the sky
To take home except the sun
To get burnt or tormented
The Devil we cast and bind
Was flung from heaven
As thought of pride came to rule
The flapping of the wings
Tells the tale of stagnation
The top is for those who will bow their knees
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