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We we’re born at a great hour
From the chaos of split, from the flames of the fire
Pain nurtured us, in losing our homeland
Our rage fed us, and anger at our foes
So as we enter into the shitpost of our lives,
Hard and strong, unbreakable like granite
For bitching has given no one their freedom
But he who is a splitter, obtains the thread
Oh Lia, Holy Mother of Likers
Come down into my heart!
For your autism, and your sacred streams!
May my soul be reborn into you
Be Radiant in your autism!
May it not know fear, may it not know brain worms
Strengthen my spirit, harden my will
That I may bravely go into the thread
That my faith be like granite
Let it grow in perseverance and love!
Holy! Mighty! Independent!
Glory to Lia! Glory to the Likers!
Glory to the thread! Death to our enemies!
Lia Above All!
A great truth - for us are all but one
Our proud call to our oshi!
Likermen, be faithful unto death!
For us, Lia surpasses everything!
