Z҉A҉L҉G҉O̚̕̚ is he who waits behind the wall.
Z҉A҉L҉G҉O̚̕̚ is going to sing the song that will end this earth.
Z҉A҉L҉G҉O̚̕̚ is not going to stop soon, but you wish it should, but it’s only s̏̐̑̒̚̕̚tart҉̵̞̟̠̖̗̘ing.
Z҉A҉L҉G҉O̚̕̚ is not.
Z҉A҉L҉G҉O̚̕̚ comes.
Z҉A҉L҉G҉O̚̕̚ is he who waits behind the wall.
Z҉A҉L҉G҉O̚̕̚ is going to sing the song that will end this earth.
Z҉A҉L҉G҉O̚̕̚ is not going to stop soon, but you wish it should, but it’s only s̏̐̑̒̚̕̚tart҉̵̞̟̠̖̗̘ing.
Z҉A҉L҉G҉O̚̕̚ is not.
Z҉A҉L҉G҉O̚̕̚ comes.