As the wind take us upon this ride arisen from the source
The cart is not stopping for any more passengers.
Through lands of pumpkin fields, snow and dark lagoons
There must be a light to carry the messengers.
One piece at a time, eating this cake will surely make you sick
One piece at a time, keep eating through the stodgy and thick
One last piece in one moment of time - take it right now before it's mine!
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