Plucked from the ground, we follow only you Neglected, called forth again, then cast away I wonder if you’ll play with us soon Oh, oh, in the sky There are so many forms of existence on this star Plucked from the ground, gathered together, and ignored I wonder if you’ll play with us soon Oh, oh, in the sky Combining our power, fighting, being consumed Still we serve and obey you Activity FeedFriendsFavorite Games |